Month: June 2016

Bregrets, I’ve Had A Few

Despite recent evidence to the contrary, this blog is not meant to be about political commentary. It’s meant to be a whimsical collection of bad poetry, rants about soup and toilet-based anecdotes. But the fallout of Brexit continues to dominate the news and as a citizen of the soon-to-be-former EU member state, I feel I should comment…

James Remains

The dust is starting to settle and apparently the apocalypse hasn’t happened. Yet. But the post-Brexit UK does feel different and none of us are quite sure what to make of it. For starters, my blog seems to have gone from random nonsense to political commentary. Perhaps I should rectify that, but then politics did…

James Complains About Brexit

“The terrible irony is that the vast majority of the people who voted to leave are the ones who will be most adversely affected. The most extreme example of turkeys voting for Christmas I can recall.”   This morning I was awoken gently by  Mrs Proclaims who broke the news to me of Britain’s collective…

James Complains About The Referendum

Today there is a referendum on whether or not Britain remains part of the European Union. Today we as a nation decide whether to Brexit or not to Brexit. I wrote about it back in February. Back then it seemed like the distant future, but lo and behold, we’re here in the future.

Beware Of The Kangadog

I haven’t blogged for ten days or so. It’s not been for a lack of inspiration but I’ve been quite busy for the last week and I haven’t had time to write any of my staggeringly brilliant ideas down. I haven’t even had time for my ‘trademark’ bad poetry.