Yesterday, Dr Sean Gabb spoke on the Stephen Nolan show, on BBC Radio 5, about a joke made by Michael Gove on BBC Radio 4’s ‘Today’ programme.
Below, we have excerpted all of Dr Gabb’s comments made in that interview. If you would like to listen to them, please click on the audio file link below.
(The interviewer spent quite some time speaking to another guest, Shelagh Fogarty, both before and after Dr Gabb’s comments. If you would like to listen to the full interview, please click on this link and go to about 1:56:45.)
Neil’s Note: Rather than bombard you with a diatribe about why I (and you) shouldn’t vote, I’ll give you my anticipations – before the fact – of how the 2010 election would turn out. I don’t think I was far off. Except, perhaps, that Mr Pryer turned out to be a Mrs.
This time? I have no idea. Except that all the politicians will be dishonest as usual, and that all human beings in the islands I call Brutesville will be even worse oppressed after than we were before.Continue reading →
(Neil’s Note: Apparently from nowhere, a brand new short story just came out of ‘t mill. The first of many on similar themes, I hope. Enjoy.)
Neil’s Foibles: No. 1
Long ago, so long ago that most people considered writing to be a tremor in the hands, there was a king called Cuss.
And I hope you don’t find it hard to work out why he was called by that name.
Be that as it may; Cuss came from the family of Truss, the first king of his dynasty. Truss had been a despotic ruler, as evidenced by what our good friend Mr Webster says of his name:
“1 a : to secure tightly : b : to arrange for cooking by binding close the wings or legs.”
But Cuss fancied himself as a progressive king. He preferred crooking his people, rather than cooking them. Indeed, a theory posits that today’s phrase “Cusstoms and Excise” owes part of its derivation to his name. Continue reading →
About 12 years ago, or it may be 13, I bet a YEM* person £25 that the Euro, recently issued, would sink to UD$1.00 by that Christmas. It did fall, a bit: my prediction was only wrong in degree – but I lost my bet and ponied up.