In fairness the government has now declared it will try to fix the 10 million potholes that appeared and were left on its watch... but only by putting back the money they took out 5 years ago. gov.uk/government/new…
Bit by bit I'm walking the Green Chain walk with my son and it's an absolute eye opener. Yesterday we passed through Plumstead and discovered that there's a Neolithic barrow in the middle of Winn's Common. ancientmonuments.uk/100286-burial-…
An hour or so earlier and we were at Abbott's Wood - a place I've driven through hundreds of times ... not knowing that there are the remains of an actual 12th c Abbey there that was destroyed during the dissolution
We walked for hours through woodland and felt like we were in a different part of the country altogether. I suppose the lesson is that even in suburban London there's this whole other world of history lurking just off the streets and byways.
Now really disappointed that I didn't know of the existence of John Redwood's book when I wrote my own. Check out this nugget. And the artwork is both bizarre and deeply offensive. It's a full hand of Ladybird libertarianism.
Might have to send him a copy
The "spirit of the British people" as a line of defence. Utter garbage
Boris Johnson was one of the highest paid journalists in Fleet Street. His salary at The Telegraph in 2018 was a reportedly £275,000 a year on top of his other salaries and earnings. In 2019 he was earning over £800,000 a year.
More than anything why does Boris Johnson think other people should pay for his childcare and profligate lifestyle?
I was a child but I have a very clear memory of a John Wayne film being cut short as they went live to the Iranian Embassy and thanks to this tweet I know now that it was Chisum (1970)
How, when the aged are reverently, passionately waiting
For the miraculous birth, there always must be
Children who did not specially want it to happen, skating
On a pond at the edge of the wood:
They never forgot
That even the dreadful martyrdom must run its course...
When Dominic Cummings first went to Oxford, he tried to impress his peers by rescuing a squirrel that was trapped in a bin on a day trip at Alton Towers. The attempt failed and the squirrel subsequently attacked him as he ran away pursued by it. These things can haunt a man.
In many respects, it set the pattern for his life.