1 - United Kingdom
2 - Syria
3 - Israel
4 - South Korea
5 - USA
6 - Iran
6 - Russia
8 - Australia
9 - North Korea
10 - Zanzibar
Showing posts with label The way of the world. Show all posts
Showing posts with label The way of the world. Show all posts
Thursday, 22 March 2012
Thursday, 29 September 2011
The inevitable demise of Capitalism (part one)
(Extracts from 'A day in the bear pit' by Jonathon Glenister)"Sitting at my desk, shares up, shares down. Best thing is I can make even more when the market crashes!
Politicians! Politicians? A bunch of bed-wetting arrivistes who haven't got the cojones to get stuck in! Losers, every single one of them out there - that window there. Losers!
Sympathy! Sympathy? Who for? All those weaklings who haven't got the 'kin nerve? Nah, they can all eat it as far as I'm concerned.
Cowards! Cowards, the lot of them!"
Wednesday, 29 June 2011
The thrill of shopping
In the early 80's it was impossible to buy Big E levis, button down Ben Sherman shirts or even proper Clark's Desert Boots. You had to hunt the length and breadth of the country for the sniff of one of these original items.
"Have you heard about the mythical charity shop in Brighton that's got a whole box of button down Ben Sherman's?"
"There's a place in Bath that sells Big E's."
Such snippets of crucial information would be passed on at gigs or football matches only to the selected few. Many leads would turn out to be false but some did bring success. A pair of faded Big E's in Camberwell being a particularly memorable find.
But now of course you can get rare Lee Stormrider jackets, Big E's and a million different shades of Ben Sherman's all at the touch of the return button. I'm not saying that it is necessarily a bad thing. Just that it is now a different experience and one that takes away a little of the pleasure that wearing the right clothes should always bring.
"Have you heard about the mythical charity shop in Brighton that's got a whole box of button down Ben Sherman's?"
"There's a place in Bath that sells Big E's."
Such snippets of crucial information would be passed on at gigs or football matches only to the selected few. Many leads would turn out to be false but some did bring success. A pair of faded Big E's in Camberwell being a particularly memorable find.
But now of course you can get rare Lee Stormrider jackets, Big E's and a million different shades of Ben Sherman's all at the touch of the return button. I'm not saying that it is necessarily a bad thing. Just that it is now a different experience and one that takes away a little of the pleasure that wearing the right clothes should always bring.
Friday, 13 March 2009
Passive Smoking
Someone blowing a B&H in your face, inadvertently stubbing out a Rothmans on your hand or just fugging up the room with the heady blend of Silk Cut and Marlboro. Oh the joys of picking up my clothes from the night before and breathing in a heady mix of stale cigarettes and Chanel No.5...
Wednesday, 18 February 2009
Self Deprecation
We English used to be so good at self deprecation. However, now I think the rest of the world are much better than us. Or is that just false modesty?
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