A Journal of the Chinese Pest.

20th March 2020 6

‘Passing through Token-House Yard, Lothbury, of a sudden a casement violently opened just over my head and a woman gave three frightful skreetches, and then cry’d, Oh! Death, Death, Death! Which struck me with Horror and a Chilness, in my very Blood.’ Daniel Defoe, A Journal of the Plague Year, 1665. Day One. 16th March 2020 To London at the … [Read on]

An Easter retreat at the Church of Zengland

19th March 2020 17

‘I need you to put your thumbs in your ears, fingers over your eyes and say ‘Ooohm.’’ At that moment it wasn’t certain that I was going to enjoy my weekend away at the start of Lent. What could be nicer in the lead up to Easter; beautiful grounds, English Gothic buildings, even a church nearby with crosses cut in … [Read on]

Old white people, an endangered species.

15th March 2020 10

The atmosphere in the paper shop was subdued this morning. I tried a bit of cheery banter, as you do in a war situation. The headlines screamed: ‘Most frail will not get elderly care,’ ‘Police get special powers to deal with victims,’ worse, the Sun ratcheted up alarm with: ‘New born baby has virus,’ with photo of an unrelated infant … [Read on]

The Skills Gap: Whites need not apply, or are too fat?

21st February 2020 12

Priti Patel, self-styled head-mistress from hell, wants to get the British working again, all of them. She says eight million Brits are ‘economically inactive,’ so idle they don’t even collect their dole money, presumably spending their time hypnotised by eating pizza and watching on-line porn.    She plans to stop importing cheap labour from Europe and push fat white Brits … [Read on]

Technoplegia in the age of data harvesting

10th February 2020 7

I had to face the fact that the flat I rent out in London needed a refit. Estimates for the work ranged from crippling to only mildly extortionate. I felt I could just about manage it when my managing agent said, ‘Of course you’ll have to get the council tax back in your name and sort out parking permits for … [Read on]

Give me the old time bakelite phone

29th January 2020 3

I still have my stick shaped telephone land-line. It seems easier to have it sitting there rather than carrying a mobile around which was designed for a man’s hand, and has to be constantly charged. Just before Christmas the trusty old phone rang out and took messages, but no one could phone me. I bought another and set it up. … [Read on]

Check your Black Privilege

1st January 2020 62

In Specsavers there was nothing to read except stuff about glasses, so I glanced over the walls with their brightly coloured posters. Perhaps my eyes needed testing but there seemed to be only young black faces up there and older couples; one white the other black or Asian. Black and brown faces outnumbered white by six to three, a strange … [Read on]

I Cornbynistae

20th December 2019 8

Review. Shakespeare’s Measure for Measure, or as it might be renamed: Poverty is Better for Women Than Marriage I first saw Measure for Measure aged seventeen at the Grand Theatre, Wolverhampton. Much has changed since then; all the actors were white, women didn’t play male roles and all the seats were full. At this RSC production at the Barbican last … [Read on]

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