I generally avoid vegetables with trademarks, but Kalettes(TM) are seriously tasty. I braise them with shallots, dried chilli flakes, panch phoran, garlic and a splash of rice wine. Good enough to be probably illegal.
Alexa seems to like chicken.
Putting ANPRs on pelican crossings and fining every driver who runs a red light would seem to be an easy money spinner for London.
Is it that graffiti is not art, or that all that art is is pissing on lampposts?
Road racer’s engine is louder than the sirens of the police chasing after down the A13
I’m leaving Stratford International on the DLR from platform 2. Have literally never seen a DLR leave from platform 2 before. Let alone be on it.
What are the Americans shooting down? De-orbiting Teslas?
A brief musing on political centrism
I’ve struggled with the concept of political centrism. I’ve found its positioning as “moderate” or “in the middle” of a left/right continuum at odds with its political incoherence and its totalising tendencies. I think centrism is better understood as a form of populism - bourgeois populism - if you like. It bundles up the shibboleths of the “metropolitain elite” (incoherence) and decries opposition as uncredentialed ignorance, and therefore illigitimate (totalising). As such it is little different from national populism, except that it centres “the people” on the better-credentialled professional classes, and demonises opponents not like them.
Uttering sound bites while wearing a high viz jacket is not an industrial strategy.
Reading Liz Truss’s piece in the Sunday Telegraph, I can only conclude that the UK political right has spent far too long, with way too much cocaine, talking to itself in darkened rooms. The only solution is sunlight and a lengthy period of cold turkey. Alas for us, we’re stuck the the Tories for another two years.