I will put my cards on the table. I have supported Jeremy Corbyn from the moment that he expressed his intention to stand for the Labour party leadership. I listened with bated breath in the half hour leading up to close of nominations to find out whether he had secured the magic number – and… Continue reading idealism and pragmatism
The Will He read the contents and wept tears of gratitude and joy at his good fortune thanks to his parents’ careful capitalism. She listened and wept too, tears of bitterness and anger for her loss of what she believed was rightly hers but lost to one who was not her mother. Did they look… Continue reading inherited wealth
Coming down to earth after an exciting Cup win at Arsenal’s Emirates Stadium last night I find myself reflecting on the enormous paradoxes of English football. 59,600 people turned out on a midweek evening to watch 22 men kicking a ball around a patch of grass. The gulf between the lifestyles of the men on… Continue reading football – reflections on travelling away
I am still furious, and not getting any less so, about the behaviour of the FA and the Premier League. I think I am just as angry with many of the women who have become involved in the fuss about Richard Scudamore’s private emails. The only woman who has had any publicity and has come… Continue reading suffragettes still needed?
A lovely spring day with a constant threat of rain; the pilgrimage of car-train-walk to St Mary’s and back (unless my helpful son is driving home) is all part of stepping out of the world of academia and into the world of football. I love travelling into Southampton from the east by train. The polite… Continue reading penultimate home game of the season