Here’s a little something about Michael Gove I posted last year describing an actual event that took place a few years back in Grays Inn Road. BTW, it’s true — teachers do need love, not Gove. Sad-sack Education Minister Michael Gove helped himself to make-up belonging to an exotic lovely and made strange demands minutes […]
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Takeaway Theatre Royal Stratford East The cast were fab, the energy level of the production was sky-high, but why was all that talent wasted on a heartless non-story about such an unsympathetic character? Takeaway, a musical touted by some as a long-awaited breakthrough for UK Chinese, is a delight in so many ways that it’s
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“You don’t need to go to the crossroads to make a deal with the devil. The crossroads will come to you.” So says award-winning author and journalist Charles Shaar Murray of his first ever novel, The Hellhound Sample. Off we trooped to the Archway Road crossroads in north London on Wednesday for his combined book
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I’ve just read this in Stalin’s British Victims (pub: Sutton) by Francis Beckett: “In theory, communism is a generous and fair-minded creed, which rejects, for good reason, the poverty amid plenty which is the hallmark of capitalism.” That just about sums up my sympathy for a system which was supposed to have eradicated poverty and
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Just when you thought the monster was dead, he rises in the fourth reel. So the Blairites are out in force supporting Cameron’s National Health Service destruction (I can’t bring myself to call them “reforms”, an Orwellian deformation of the English language). First David Miliband gives us the speech-that-never-was, and suddenly they’re all emerging from
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Never let is be said that Madam Miaow doesn’t have her sticky mitts on the cultural pulse, only that she writes about herself in the third person. Here for your delectation is an example of the new fangled “shred video” in which under-utilised scamps devise an entirely new and awesomely unflattering soundtrack that could be,
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