I have written many essays and waxed lyrical to anyone who I can pin down about how our civil liberties have been casually eroded over the last 12 years. On the 10th of September I saw, first hand, the state of affairs we are now in. I had little to do on a Thursday night and …
Monthly Archives: September 2009
9/11 — Where I Was.
I was standing in an army barracks in Lancashire, soaking with sweat, dressed in combats, boots and a regimental sweatshirt; we’d just come back from a platoon run. I was about to get undressed and someone came running into my room saying that a plane had crashed into some building in New York.
A Lament For Wandsworth
Like the half-starved, exhausted remnants of Charles Edward’s army at Culloden, an Itinerant team, lacking the dashing verve of their batsmen, gathered at a ground familiar only to a few veterans. Among their hastily assembled ranks there numbered the hung-over, the unpractised and the perennially untalented. Yet a dogged determination prevailed: these men would stand …