September 7th, 2014


Under The Volcano

I'm told the fine weather may last until the end of October- by which time we may no longer be living in the United Kingdom.

If the Scots don't vote for Independence I'll feel like those ancient Romans in the poem who bewail the approaching barbarians for several stanzas, then don't know what to do with themselves when the barbarians fail to arrive.

I can't think of any reasons why the Scots shouldn't vote for independence- apart from the sordid economic ones which may be lies anyway.

The Labour party despatched Ed Miliband north of the border to speak for the Union. Never has his lack of charisma been so painfully exposed.  What were we thinking of?

Life meanwhile goes on as it always does in the shadow of the volcano. As Hilaire Belloc wrote-

...They married and gave in marriage.
They danced at the County Ball.
And some of them kept a carriage
And the flood destroyed them all.

But afterwards- if the vote goes the way the polls now indicate:

Will be still call ourselves British?

What flag will we use?

What happens to, the British army navy and airforce? The BBC? The Royal Family? David Cameron? Scots MPs standing for English constituences? Is there A Plan or will we just muddle through?

And how much do I care?

I know the answer to that last one; it's "not a lot". The politicians can sort it out. Let them earn their lovely new pay rise.

Joan Rivers RIP

Joan Rivers died (or had her death announced) on the day they were unveiling a statue of Spike Milligan in London. Michael Aspel (I think it was) said the problem with booking Spike was you never knew who was going to turn up. Joan was like that too

She wasn't safe or predictable. She couldn't be trusted to play the game.

Great comedians are full of surprises. Like gelignite that's been left to simmer over a low heat.

They invited Joan onto the supposedly edgy TV show Loose Women and she shared her opinion of Russell Crowe with the nation. After the commercial break Joan was no longer anywhere to be seen. Afterwards she apologized. She said, "I'm sorry I fucking swore."

Kit Hesketh-Harvey's tribute demands to be read- not least for its reminder of Joan's insanely brave, heroically righteous response to the 9/11 attacks.