I love Brian Bilston. I have a couple of his books.Ugh! I’ll start paying attention to the DM when it’s owner starts paying his taxes in the UK.
Do write to their letters page. A dose of common sense there would shine a bright light on things!
I’ll keep an eye out for a DUK response to the proposed ban, but I do find some media coverage a bit depressing. Either constantly moaning “why doesn’t somebody DO something”, or casting around tired and predictable ‘nanny state’ accusations when measures are suggested.
For poet’s day, here’s one from Brian Bilston, who apparently isn’t a fan:
I would rather
eat Quavers that are six week’s stale,
blow dry the hair of Gareth Bale,
listen to the songs of Jimmy Nail,
than read one page of the Daily Mail.
If I were bored
in a waiting room in Perivale,
on a twelve hour trip on British rail
or a world circumnavigational sail,
I would not read the Daily Mail.
I would happily read
the complete works of Peter Mayle,
the autobiography of Dan Quayle,
selected scripts from Emmerdale,
but I couldn’t ever read the Daily Mail.
Far better to
stand outside in a storm of hail,
be blown out to sea in a powerful gale
then swallowed by a humpback whale
than have to read the Daily Mail.
This reminds me of Michael Foot's reply when the 'Mail On Sunday' asked to interview him: "I don't speak to the Mail On Sunday - or on Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday or Saturday".Ugh! I’ll start paying attention to the DM when it’s owner starts paying his taxes in the UK.
Do write to their letters page. A dose of common sense there would shine a bright light on things!
I’ll keep an eye out for a DUK response to the proposed ban, but I do find some media coverage a bit depressing. Either constantly moaning “why doesn’t somebody DO something”, or casting around tired and predictable ‘nanny state’ accusations when measures are suggested.
For poet’s day, here’s one from Brian Bilston, who apparently isn’t a fan:
I would rather
eat Quavers that are six week’s stale,
blow dry the hair of Gareth Bale,
listen to the songs of Jimmy Nail,
than read one page of the Daily Mail.
If I were bored
in a waiting room in Perivale,
on a twelve hour trip on British rail
or a world circumnavigational sail,
I would not read the Daily Mail.
I would happily read
the complete works of Peter Mayle,
the autobiography of Dan Quayle,
selected scripts from Emmerdale,
but I couldn’t ever read the Daily Mail.
Far better to
stand outside in a storm of hail,
be blown out to sea in a powerful gale
then swallowed by a humpback whale
than have to read the Daily Mail.
My mother still takes the Daily Mail - although only for the TV pages, I think. I look at it out of curiosity when I'm there but I can only tolerate the racist, sexism and homophobia for a very short time.I have,
A few years ago we thought about switching to a different paper and I read an article once that ranked the papers from The Times in top spot to the Daily Star in bottom place. One below the DM was the Daily Express, one above was The Independent. Neither appealed, so we stuck with the DM.
Can you get a referral back to the mental heath team for some support for your wife. It is a shame as she seemed so much better after the help she had before.BG 4.3
Things don't seem to be going well yet. Wife is very angry, confused, annoyed, frightened, ill. I am just tired and very sad. Maybe today will be better. Let's hope so.
At Sunrise or Sunset??? Ha ha.5.2!!!
And seeing Fiddler on the Roof this afternoon!
I get that.At Sunrise or Sunset??? Ha ha.
Would love to see FOTR, but the way the world s today it would way too upsetting for me.