Never having been noted for his devotion to political correctness, it’s interesting to hear University Challenge quiz master and erstwhile political hatchet man Jeremy Paxman reckons the lack of women in the latter stage of his intellectually rigorous show is down to the fact men simply like quizzes more.
Being from the west coast originally, elements of old-time slang (“ma bit” – my place of residence; “ginger” – any form of soft drink containing manufactured bubbles, see also “Vimto”; “wally close” – a superior tiled entrance to a vertical stack of bijoux apartments or “single ends”) still hang about when I’m speaking to people.
Last Monday was World Happiness Day. Sadly, I missed it.
Last week I threw my ancient and increasingly considerable weight behind our beleaguered young people.
Rules, they say, are meant to be broken.
Always look on the bright side of life, Eric Idle once sang while hanging on a cross at the end of Monty Python’s Life of Brian.
How can Christmas and New Year and all that stressful stuff be just over, Dry January be just starting (for some) and already we’ve got to the first Friday 13 of the year?
I have taken the momentous decision that, in order to cope with the difficulties thrust upon us all by the events of the past 12 months, the only answer is to (continue to) order by the crate.
According to the motto of our own harassed but still hanging-in-there BBC, “nation shall speak peace unto nation”, although at the moment, not so’s you’d notice.
Since the season of mists and mellow fruitfulness has now given way, via the Chancellor of the Exchequer’s first (and last) autumn statement, to a session of giveaways and gloomy forecasting, I have a helpful suggestion to lighten your darkness.