Lena Horne dies at 92: Hollywood’s first major black signing
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Titanic election boat of celebrities fails to sink. Millions disappointed
Millions of BBC license-payers were disappointed as the D-list celebrity-laden BBC election speshul boat, “SOS UK PLC”, failed to sink in the early hours of Friday morning. “They couldn’t even get that right”, said Ms A Chen from North London. “Pissed as a truckload of second-hand double-colostomy bags and they couldn’t even give the electorate
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Gulf of Mexico oil spill “containable” but BP incompetent
Bhopal’s coming home. Katrina’s bringing all her cousins. And now the corporations commit another stunning example of ecological and social vandalism. I hear sickening news that the oil slick headed towards the Louisiana coast following the explosion at the Deepwater Horizon rig was entirely containable but that BP, already responsible for the catastrophic Exxon Valdez
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Abducted by Humans: St Ives Literature Festival May 2010
Rod Bullimore and his compadres had to put up some Big Weather when they performed Abducted By Humans at the St Ives Arts Club during the St Ives Literature Festival. The rickety old club was battered by waves and the show punctuated by the screams of the locals. Such sweet music they make … It
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St Ives Literature Festival 2010: Bob Deveraux and Ray Turner
A couple of quickie videos from this week’s St Ives Lit Fest. A review of the awesomely funny Murray Lachlan Young to come. Bob Deveraux performs “Consider A Wave”, accompanied by Paul Healy on flute, and Martyn Barker on guitar.
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Bigotgate and Golliwogs
One of the things that’s always drawn me to Cornwall is the friendliness of the locals. On one childhood coastal walk into Hayle from St Ives, an elderly man tipped his hat to my parents and wished us “Good morning.” “Who was that?” I wanted to know, my city expectations utterly flummoxed by the revelation
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