BT: Bloody Terrible
My loyalty wasn’t even considered until I decided to move Continue reading BT: Bloody Terrible
Category: The Whitstable Gazette
The Closure of Glebe Way Crossing
Wouldn’t it be more intelligent – and just as effective – to increase safety measures at the crossing? Continue reading The Closure of Glebe Way Crossing
The Ghosts of Things
It’s odd how inanimate things can carry such a weight of meaning. They are only objects after all… Continue reading The Ghosts of Things
Autophagy for the people
If you read my last column, you will know that I’m moving: from a two-bedroom flat, into a room in a shared house. Don’t ask me why. I have my reasons. Continue reading Autophagy for the people
Turn and Face the Strange…
Not only is change inevitable, but also, every so often, the accumulation of small changes leads to big changes that will literally change the world Continue reading Turn and Face the Strange…
Final thoughts as my dad joins the ancestors
The whole death industry is based upon a model that is literally centuries out of date, being grounded in the Victorian era rather than the 21st Century Continue reading Final thoughts as my dad joins the ancestors
My famous friend – The Green Bard who upset Simon Cowell
Steve has never been shy about self-promotion. Britain’s Got Talent wasn’t the first TV programme he’s been on and it’s unlikely to be his last Continue reading My famous friend – The Green Bard who upset Simon Cowell
IS PIP a Money Saving Device?
“PIP” stands for Personal Independence Payment. It is the means by which the government supports disabled people in our community, allowing them to live free and independent lives Continue reading IS PIP a Money Saving Device?
Bring back the Christmas spirit
Just as the worship of Attis and Osiris was supplanted by Christianity over a millennium and a half ago, so the worship of Christ has now become replaced by the worship of brands Continue reading Bring back the Christmas spirit
What’s in a name?
That’s when I saw it, as he handed me the envelope. There was this fierce light burning in his eyes, like the glint you see in a child’s eyes on Christmas morning Continue reading What’s in a name?
