Please, just for a moment, pretend that you are from the planet Ugg, that miraculously you have a perfect command of English, and that your space ship lands in deepest Leicestershire some time before the present. How will your English stand up to Leicestershire speak?
I have this theory – there are essentially three types of political animal. They are the Utopian, the Career, and the Slogger. The Utopian believes in a sort of Utopia, be it the ‘left wing’ one or the ‘right’.
The other day I came across a copy of The Dictionary of Superstitions in the Loughborough Library. I thought to myself that this may provide some material for an article which the good lady had told me would be a good thing to write.
My last day as a college lecturer was shared with several others; we were all retiring early to save the college money. It was the days of John Major’s recession, which in retrospect was a mild affair compared with Gordon Brown’s – but then, Brown was an economist and knew how to do it properly.