Day 1223 in the Big Mother house....

Well, that's what it feels like anyway, as huge lumps of porridge are fired across my living room with full force, landing sporadically on the furniture, toys, clothes, some in my hair….

The year is 2037, we never got round to sorting out climate change but that doesn't matter anymore. Something far worse has happened…

Who are Labour?

Seriously, who are they? Does Labour even know?

I've always been on the left and as such Labour has been my political home. The party's historical track record of supporting the working class and giving minorities a voice is why I'm proud to say that. However…

It’s finally back! After a long wait, a new series of ‘The Apprentice’ graced our scenes once again on Thursday. Full to the brim with it’s usual vanity and arrogance, my jaw hit the floor within the first minute of the show…

New Year! New Me?

… like hell.

Am I pulling my hair out? No. I don't need to. My little one does it for me. Literally. He has always liked playing…

I have been waiting for Boris to go from the very moment he became Prime Minister. Hopefully, that wait will soon come to an end....

Dawn Butler did a fantastic job today on politics live.

While taking about the topic of drugs on the show Dawn mentioned a YouTube film….

As may be obvious from the above opening, pot noodles are currently at the fore front of my mind, and with good reason….

For me, the NHS is without a doubt at the top of the list of pros for reasons to live here. If our National Health Service were to succumb to privatisation the scales would tilt…

So here we are, at the start of another week. It’s been a pretty typical Monday morning so far. I’ve just had a coffee, Boris Johnson has utterly embarrassed the country once again with his CBI speech

Just had the most amazing idea for a new game show, ‘I’m a Tory MP, get me out of there!’ The premise is simple really, we take our Conservative MPs and bestow upon them…

Yesterday was Remembrance Sunday, the country had 2 minutes of silence, wreaths were laid down at cenotaphs and poppies were worn…

…with a coffee in one my hand and my little Smart phone in the other it's now half 10, I'm downstairs, my partner is listening to 'the ghost of Tom Jode' on Alexa in the kitchen…

Despite the week's events, I'm in a surprisingly optimistic mood for a change. Yes, there was all that typical Tory nonsense, and Keir Starmers painfully dull performance on….

I'm in the bath typing away on my phone, trying not to drop it, writing what will now become my second ever post blog. I have only just started thinking up ideas and there it is. It creeps in. Self-doubt! I was wondering how long that would take. As I'm writing now there's that little voice…

It's Halloween and I have had a grand total of zero knocks at my door, which I'm actually rather pleased about.

My anti-social self simply cannot fathom why on this night each year, it's somehow acceptable for parents to allow their snotty kids to start knocking on strangers doors….