Today we found out what Lord Justice Leveson had to say about the press and future of press regulation. The past few days have seen newspaper and magazine editors getting their knickers in a twist about things and coming out with some real nonsense. If I didn’t know better, I would have been quite scared… More Leveson: Am I missing something?
I’ve been a little quiet this week. I’ve spent a lot of time thinking. Thinking about the things I’ve lost, thinking about the things I’ve gained. Thinking about how nice it would be to show my mum what I’ve achieved in the years since I lost her. Tuesday marked the eighth anniversary of her death.… More The Business of Death
While I continue to get my head around the various complex issues raised by the Health Bill, I thought that it might be good to flag up some of the alarm bells that make me wonder about the bill even before we look at the nitty-gritty detail. If you’ve not seen my previous posts on… More NHS Bill Alarm Bells
Yesterday I blogged with a request for help understanding what is going on with the NHS Bill so I could try to work out if it is something I need to genuinely worry about, and if so, whether there is something that I should be doing about it. I like the fact that there is… More Attempting to untangle the NHS bill
So I’m probably going to get slammed for this, by some people, but I can’t be the only one who listened to the Today Programme this morning and got angry. It started with a piece asking why “The Media” isn’t covering the famine in Somalia any more (maybe there are only so many images of… More How early is too early? 9/11 anniversary fatigue
I made it, I found all ten Williams that I was challenged to find and interviewed them to find out who they were, and why were they out and about in the royal wedding crowds. (Well, all apart from the two-year old) Without further ado, let me introduce Will, Will, Will, William, Will, Billy, William,… More Good Will Hunting
5pm, The Mall, the night before the royal wedding Hair up, tiara on, wedding dress in bag, I ventured to the Mall. St John’s Ambulances lined up in a street beside the Mall. TV crews set up their kit half way up the steps to Waterloo Place. People were split into groups of no-nonsense Londoners… More My Royal Wedding