Travel Notes: Norfolk

Staying in Norfolk tonight for the wedding of some friends, which took place in the pretty town of Bungay. Took a family room at the Grange Farm B&B, very off the beaten track in Mundham, south of Norwich. It was a great place, very friendly with a comfortable en-suite room and great food. The owners really went out of their way to meet our needs, and the kids even lent Anna a couple of soft toys for her cot!

Scolari meets the British press, and England lose

Well, the honour roll of the British media just got one name longer with the withdrawal of Luis Felipe Scolari from the England manager job. Reason? The British press.

It’s win-win for the Daily Mail, though – they get to chase off one of those ghastly foreigners with their unEnglish ‘skills’ and ‘talent’, and they get to beat up the new England manager when he fails to win the World Cup.

Demokratische-Junge Quex

There’s an extraordinary book being advertised through a sponsored link at This Modern World just now. It’s a book called Why Mommy is a Democrat and the few sample pages available on the web site are unbearable – the sort of badly-crafted saccharine propaganda that would raise (rightly) shrieks of protest or howls of laughter if it was published by the religious right.

Do take a look at the sample pages. Apparently – and this is something of which I was previously unaware – Democrats make sure we are always safe, that children go to school, and that we all share all our toys. Unlike the nasty Republicans pictured in expensive schools, ignoring beggars, and presumably on one of the other pages eating a pauper’s child for breakfast.

It makes me both angry and sad that people want to fill their children’s minds with this dross. For God’s sake, show your kids some respect, damn it! Don’t indoctrinate your children with this ludicrous partisanship. Teach them to be kind to others and to respect democracy and fairness – then let them find their own politics.

Thus – the company with no clue

Just to mention the pain I’m going through trying to cancel my old Demon broadband service. Outsourced call centres, clueless stubborn staff, pointless bureaucracy AND a complaints email address that bounces back with ‘user unknown’. I’m betting their customer complaints are WAY down this quarter.

Pubs: Wenlock Arms, London N1

Off last night to the Wenlock Arms, an excellent beer pub in a fairly undistinguished side-street in North London. Winner of best real ale pub in North London for several years (though pipped at the post this year), it’s a proper local. Well worth a visit if you’re near the City Road.

Social signal failure

A strange mix of social signals on my train today. A rather well-
dressed young woman sat down opposite me, plonked a copy of Crime and
Punishment on the table, and then started devouring Best magazine,
featuring a lose 5 lb in 5 days superdiet, and more Jordan baby news
than you could shake a stick at. Perhaps I’m being an old snob about
Best magazine, but I would have thought the crossover audience for
real life stories and Dostoevsky was quite small.