Monthly Archives: May 2011

The joy of Utensils

When I was at the Elms Catering College, Stoke-on-Trent, 1978-80, I was in a cohort of about twenty students who each had to buy a set of chef’s whites and a wrap of knives and implements prior to enrollment. We … Continue reading

Posted in From Working-Class Hero to Absolute Disgrace (A Memoir | Tagged , , , , , , , | 4 Comments

Booyakasha!

Lewis Hamilton has made a joke about being punished for using the bus lane and for driving with bald tyres saying that these are not the real reasons he is repeatedly getting his collar felt for RTA violations. The joke … Continue reading

Posted in The Final | Tagged , , | 13 Comments

Rust Never Sleeps

This is part of my collection of corroded metal that I pick up from on the beach.

Posted in The Final | Tagged , , | 5 Comments

Amazing quite simply amazing

I was at the Essex University campus in Colchester for the last couple of days and was directed to the library specifically to see this device called a Paternoster (in the Catholic Church the Lord’s Prayer, especially in Latin) but … Continue reading

Posted in From Working-Class Hero to Absolute Disgrace (A Memoir | Tagged , , | 10 Comments

The Mogul’s Eye View

A message comes in from Jack: Heyup pops! this is where Sir Alex will be on Saturday. Tinchy is ‘doing the Stacey Solomon’ and opening the show for the Champions League Final by all accounts. I can only hope that … Continue reading

Posted in And She Laughed No More, She Stood There Laughing, The Final | Tagged , , , | 4 Comments

Human resources

Hands sometimes tell you plenty. I was watching my Mum’s at the weekend as she flicked away at the knitting needles in a comforting rhythm I remembered from being a kid. She was very dexterous; it was a cardigan for … Continue reading

Posted in From Working-Class Hero to Absolute Disgrace (A Memoir, The Final | Tagged , | 6 Comments

Conceptually Intact

Is one of my favourite expressions; I’m keen on art that is conceptually intact because it’s usually good (thoughtful, at least) and also the phrase has the note of Pseud’s Corner about it and that is arch. When I was … Continue reading

Posted in And She Laughed No More, She Stood There Laughing, The Final | Tagged , , | 8 Comments