It’s the 1st December, time for radio stations to dust off the seasonal tunes and play them on a continuous loop for 29 days. Except, of course, they’ve actually already been playing them for the past 4 weeks.
So here is my honest appraisal of the worst and best Christmas songs of all time. Continue reading “Xmas FM”
There was a time when nobody really cared if you wore a poppy or not, never mind what colour it was.
A time when, in the words of Ray Davies, “Girls will be boys and boys will be girls”, and it didn’t matter. Admittedly he thought it was a mixed up, muddled up, shook up world (except for Lola), but he wasn’t really judging. Continue reading “Poppy”
I’ve always liked Yorkshire and its people. Friendly, down to earth, straight-forward. Maybe that’s why I decided to support Leeds United when there are probably 20 or so top football teams geographically closer to the place of my birth.
But one particular bloke from God’s Own Country pisses me off every year. Continue reading “Bang”
Having a stroke really focuses the mind.
It makes you realise how much your loved ones mean to you. Continue reading “Stroke”
Should we hold a second Brexit referendum?
Continue reading “Brexit”
A few years ago I was asked who in the business world I most admired. My reply, to the slight surprise of my questioner, was Ryanair’s Michael O’Leary. Continue reading “Onboard”
‘NIMBY’ is an overused acronym.
I know that because I use it far too often myself; a knee-jerk reaction when I hear of protests against new housing developments or transport links. Continue reading “Houses”