Sunday, June 26, 2016

CAT-OLOGUE


I asked Pushkin the Cat what he thought of Brexit.

Frankly my dear I don't give a damn, he said.

You're quoting Gone with the Wind,  you never saw the film, I said.

Allright, take out frankly my dear, he said.

I like your saying my dear, I said.

It's only a quote, he said.

You have no feelings for me, I said.

I'm a cat, he said.

My beloved cat, I said.

I'm not your cat and my name isn't Pushkin, he said.

And cats don't talk to people, I said.

So what about Brexit? he said





CURIOUSLY IGNORED INCIDENT

This is not for those who prefer the news in fast-food bites but for anyone interested in full facts in all their boring and vitally important detail, read this
 
and also this.

Saturday, June 25, 2016

Friday, June 24, 2016

THE HORROR

The horror...the horror. 

It feels like a bereavement. It feels like the Donald Trumps, the Nigel Farages, the Boris Johnsons, the Michael Goves now rule the world. 

I stayed up until 5 am, watching the blue clouds gradually creeping over the map, hiding the light, and I went to bed thinking that maybe I was asleep, having a nightmare. 

Just turned on the news now. It's real.