Jack Scott's Blog, page 93
August 16, 2012
Expat Quotes
Ladies and gentlemen, let me introduce you to the latest glossy offering from the Easyexpat stable of top of the range emigrey websites. It’s called Expat Quotes and aims to take some of the stress out of settling in a … Continue reading →
August 15, 2012
Where the Hell is Matt?
We live in cynical times but sometimes something just cuts through the political crap and warms the cockles of the heart. This is such a thing. No more shallow sentimental nonsense from me, just watch the video. Thank you to … Continue reading →
August 13, 2012
The Friendly Games
When Winston Churchill (in the form of Timothy Spall) popped his head out of the top of Big Ben I knew we were in for a treat. More party and less politics (although John Lennon’s Imagine was a timely touch), … Continue reading →
August 11, 2012
The Spirit of the Games
As the sun sets on the Friendly Games (bring on the Paralympics), I bring you an accidental guest post from an ancient friend and co-host of the Olympic Opening Ceremony knees-up we attended. It’s accidental because it’s actually an email … Continue reading →
August 9, 2012
Jack on Future Radio
I managed to stumble through the interview on Future Radio without too many pregnant pauses or tripping over too many ums and aahs. MC Di was warm and engaging and witty Nick was a gently inquisitive host. Adding to the … Continue reading →
August 7, 2012
The Cult of Atatürk
Now we’ve returned to Blighty I feel safe enough to comment on a subject that is taboo in my former foster home, the cult of Atatürk. Mustapha Kemal was undoubtedly an inspirational military and political leader who saved the Ottoman … Continue reading →
August 6, 2012
Pride Live!
I’m nervous. I got an email from DJ Di Cunningham inviting me along to Future Radio to be a guest on Pride Live! Future Radio is a community station broadcasting on 107.8FM to the good citizens of Norwich. Their mission … Continue reading →
August 5, 2012
Calm Down, Dear
Whenever I threw a hissy fit about the direction my foster home was taking, whether from a political or religious perspective (or a toxic mix of the two), something invariably popped up to calm my troubled soul, reduce my blood … Continue reading →
August 3, 2012
Spooks 2
Our tatty chattels finally made it across the high seas, landing safely at the port of Felixstowe in Suffolk. Her Maj’s Revenue and Customs eyed the consignment with cynical suspicion and decided to x-ray the boxes for contraband Turkish delight. … Continue reading →
August 1, 2012
Mommie Dearest
The day after we moved into our ancient gaff, a nice man called Richard from Virgin Media (not the Richard, obviously) installed our all singing, all dancing multimedia techno-wizardry – 30 megabyte fibre-optic broadband, telephone line and high definition TV. The whole compendium was … Continue reading →
