Good sense shows in talk about upholding hotel owners’ right to ensure against unmarried coupling

June 21, 2014
Give a dog a bad name and....

Give a dog a bad name and….

The Brits have shown us the way – or at least, one Brit has – in recent days.

No, not the England soccer team obviously.

The lesson in this case comes from a judge able to admit she was wrong (or may have been wrong) when she condemned a Christian couple for turning away gay guests from their hotel.

More important, this judge has invited an audience of legal luminaries in Ireland to have another think about matters of conscience and the protection of our rights in an awfully PC modern world.

 

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Clarkson thought it was a beach but it turns out to be a sacred Maori site – all 90 miles of it

March 13, 2013
It's the pathway ...to where???

It’s the pathway …to where???

Gotta feel more than a twinge of sympathy for Jeremy Clarkson.

Yeah, he can be a cocky bugger. But he would have thought he was coming to a country where it was enough to seek and get permission from an elected government authority to do what he and the Top Gear team wanted to do.

That is, the BBC team planned to race a car along the sand of the Ninety Mile Beach, requiring it to be closed for 45 minutes.

But faster than The Stig can cover 400 metres down the straight, Clarkson has learned otherwise.

In this country we have ordinary people (the great bulk of us) and we have special people.

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It’s knickers to Miss Fancy Pants and more brickbats for Jeremy Clarkson over a Lenny Henry joke

July 4, 2011

And this is how you should wear your bloomers.

They’re a daft lot, your Poms (except, of course, the Royals).

They will relish publicly embarrassing a woman who has got offside with the hoi-polloi by trying to uphold good manners and basic courtesies.

Yet they will excoriate the splendidly irreverent Jeremy Clarkson for making a comedian the butt of a joke.

The hapless woman has become infamous world-wide for her email about manners in which she criticised her future daughter-in-law for being uncouth.

The Daily Mail accordingly would have delighted in publishing unflattering pictures of her posted on Facebook.

They suggest “Carolyn Bourne may be less stuffy than she first appears, herself enjoying the odd moment of impropriety”.

One shot shows the woman dubbed ‘Miss Fancy Pants’ standing in her kitchen modelling a huge and not exactly flattering pair of bloomers over her trousers.

Another shows six young men standing in her kitchen with their trousers down around their ankles.

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Top Gear could slip into reverse and hire a woman to become The Stig – with a pink helmet!

September 5, 2010


It’s unlikely to be any of the woman drivers who were gathered at the convention pictured here.

Or the woman driver who – if Alf has guessed correctly – pressed down on the accelerator instead of the brake.

But William Hill, one of the UK’s largest bookmaking outfits, is placing the odds of the next Stig being a lady at 4-1.

Gamblers can also bet on what colour the next Stig will wear.

Pink – good grief – is holding 5-1 odds.

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Now that The Stig’s visor has been lifted, the BBC should trade him in for a new mystery man

September 2, 2010

The Lone Ranger ... he had the decency to keep his mask on.

It’s as devastating to Alf as learning the truth about Father Christmas and The Tooth Fairy.

And it’s as upsetting as it would have been if anyone had ever unmasked The Lone Ranger.

The Stig has been publicly named.

He and all others who aided and abetted in this outrage should now be shamed. They have ruined Alf’s viewing pleasure.

A racing driver – no surprises there – has been revealed as The Stig after the High Court refused to grant the BBC an injunction blocking the publication the Top Gear star’s autobiography.

Until now, Alf and other aficionados of the TV show were left to wonder who he (or dare Alf suggest she) might be.

There’s absolutely no pleasure in guessing when somone has told you the bloody answer.

Secrecy was essential.
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