December 1, 2015
7:30pm 29th Nov 2015 – The Ivy House, Peckham
“Public House” is a film by Sarah Turner recording the successful community campaign to save a South London pub from developers. The campaign broke ground using the Localism Act to keep a much loved venue out of the hands of those who would have made a mint converting it into flats. The Ivy House is now London’s first co-operatively owned and run boozer. Sweet, Very sweet. Something to celebrate. more…
August 31, 2015
Jack Monroe has removed the words “social justice warrior” from her twitter profile. Cooking on gas in never never land you’ve got to wonder, was she ever?
Jack Monroe is up for Barclays Campaigner Of The Year from the European Diversity Awards, an annual corporate shitfest run by Linda Riley. Riley has a business interest in the Ripper museum. Campaigners asked if Monroe was aware of the connection. Monroe tweeted back a list of ten responses avoiding the question. more…
August 15, 2015
They don’t make it easy. Corbyn of course and Wolmar just. No second preferences. £3 into this my mind turned to the Labour Party deputy leadership. more…
August 14, 2015
Lambeth Labour Councillor Alex Bigham has started a petition calling for the Labour Party to halt the leadership election because he claims “we are seeing widespread infiltration”. He offers no evidence of wide spread infiltration. more…
August 7, 2015
Self proclaimed corporate diversity champion Mark Palmer-Edgecumbe has been purged from at least three diversity web sites, presumably for his diversification into monetizing the murder of working class women with his soon to be opened Jack The Ripper Museum. more…
July 23, 2015
7:00pm, 22nd July 2015 – Lambeth Town Hall
Survivors of Shirley Oaks children’s home made representations to Lambeth Council. The full council meeting was attended by two thirds of councillors. The public galleries overflowed. more…
July 7, 2015
I am in Athens blogging. Read my daily reports on a punk rock web site:
July 4, 2015
1:30pm, 3rd July 2015 – Lower Marsh
“Smile. Come on smile. Jump up and down a bit” said the teacher to the kids. It’s Waterloo carnival.
Recently trained and legally obliged by Government decree to inform upon any nine year old not fully appreciative of British Values the teachers are understandably jumpy themselves. It’s a problem. Who knows where not jumping up and down on command might lead. Wearing crazy bright outfits? It certainly won’t prepare a good workfare placement candidate.
There were some people in amazing costumes. Adult people. Some even more senior than me and I qualify for free coffee at Waterloo Action Centre. There were big feathers, big grins and little old bums by the bus pass load. more…
July 4, 2015
This year’s anti austerity march is already long forgotten and Russell Brand now loves the rozzers. A country style chalkboard advertises locally caught seafood on the new Lower Marsh market. Reality escapes us. The patients care team are not answering the phone to parents of kids lost in 30 degrees somewhere behind the floods of Kennington. No escaping reality on that bus. more…
August 10, 2014
9:00pm, 9th August 2014 – Watch This Space, St Johns Church
Blimey, should I repent to Alien Gods, join the Luddites, rewatch ET or miss the Drugs that once might have made this less uninteresting?
Looking up giant alien beings reach into the distance, swinging lolloping arms of bleeping technology against the dusk sky. Their intentions are unclear. Long tripod legs remain rooted into the church grounds but look set to run. Towards or away from me? Their intentions are unclear. Where have they come from? Beetlejuice, Porton Down or a nice barn workshop in the home counties. Whatever, I don’t trust them. What starts as a gentle chorus of beeps slowly builds into a throbbing cacophony of sirens. A thousand temptresses screaming “someone’s nudged your car”. Or your intergalactic war of the worlds machine. There’s no denying these long legged tripods with alien technology have a menace born in the war of the worlds poster. Imagine a dozen of these landed in your local church and making such a din as to drown out big brother. You’d have to see what it was wouldn’t you. As I did. Drawn by the mysterious unknown into a floodlight lanscape made unfamiliar for a close encounter. more…