Did Caroline Criado-Perez Deliberately Exaggerate Abuse?

Did Caroline Criado-Perez Deliberately Exaggerate Abuse?

Caroline Criado-Perez describes herself as a journalist, though she is famous as a feminist campaigner. Did she intentionally violate the ethical code of journalists, by citing a bogus statistic about domestic violence?

The Russians Are Lying; we all must demand truth

The Russians Are Lying; we all must demand truth

A baby’s body lies in a Ukrainian field, fallen from the sky. The world mourns her death, and that of the other 297 people killed when Malaysian Airlines flight MH17 was shot down over East Ukraine. They were killed by…

The Seven Hopes of Preston Dirges, Castaway

The Seven Hopes of Preston Dirges, Castaway

We left Preston Dirge’s office saga with Preston forced to drive Valerie home. His intoxicated subordinate demands that Preston joins her for a nightcap. Will a few drinks loosen lips?

Halfthoughts Rewind

Halfthoughts Rewind

Halfthoughts is having a rare holiday, involving a tour of Yorkshire, Porto and the Tour De France (an unlikely route in space and time, and yet an actual one!). Whilst I am away, why not rewind and take a look [...]

Ann Coulter Wins the World Cup for Blowhards

Ann Coulter Wins the World Cup for Blowhards

Ann Coulter says she hates football, because it is not tough enough, not competitive enough, not very popular, and not sufficiently individualistic. But if Ann Coulter was a sporting animal, she would be a dressage horse…

Preston Dirges Between Tides

Preston Dirges Between Tides

Preston Dirges’ saga continues with the sober Preston forced to drive his colleagues home from the pub. But not all of them will reach the end of the road…

Stories & Skits

The Seven Hopes of Preston Dirges, Castaway

The Seven Hopes of Preston Dirges, Castaway

We left Preston Dirge’s office saga with Preston forced to drive Valerie home. His intoxicated subordinate demands that Preston joins her for a nightcap. Will a few drinks loosen lips?

Poems

The Long Song

The Long Song

I sing to myself,
When nobody’s listening.
I sing of my hopes and my fears and of dreams and escapes and of planets unknown and of people I’m missing…

Audio

A Visit from St. Away

‘Twas the day before Christmas, and all round the flat, Not a creature was present, not even the cat. Most were out shopping, loading bags full of crap; There was no time for lazing, nor having a nap. The children [...]