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Night traveler

I’m not keen on catching sight of my fellow travelers on the channel tunnel. I don’t like to see people in their road clothes, their scuffs, their baggies, their trackies, their onesies. Their pyjamas. I think you should have standards when it comes to presenting yourself in public. And that bombed out roadtrip look upsets […]

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Brexit: the city in the sky

My attitude to what the kids are calling Brexit is a fairly selfish one at the moment. It simply throws my retirement plans into a shredder, and I’m not sure what emerges on the other side of that shredder in terms of: My right to live in France when I retire My right to health […]

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1974 and all that

I’ve been thinking, over the past few days, about the governments of the 60s and 70s, and the parallels between Ted Heath’s snap election in 1974 and the recent debacle created by Theresa May. The February 1974 election, which ended in a hung parliament, was the first held after Britain joined the EU in January […]

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43-year itch

I went to bed on Thursday night complacently believing that the British people would have voted decisively to remain in the European Union. In fact, during the day itself, I began to believe that the result wouldn’t even be close. As I read the bedtime YouGov poll, showing Remain on 52%, I even said to myself, it’ll […]

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In or Out?

I’m on record saying that the EU is profoundly undemocratic and so we should leave. It’s one of the ironies of modern politics that ultra-right wing Enoch Powell (for younger readers: a kind of better educated and less spiv-like version of Farage) and the renowned leftie Tony Benn were both on the same side of […]