Among the many scraps that have broken out on these shores, one that never seems to get the air time it deserves is a historic tussle that took place over a period of three decades of the [...]
I learnt today that a pitchfork isn’t called a pitchfork because you use it to pitch hay onto a hay cart, it’s called a pitchfork because it’s pointy and you poke it into the [...]
On Monday I was packing up old toner cartridges for recycling and one of the little sods, despite having declared itself empty (long before emitting anything like the 400 or so pages worth of ink [...]
