When There Are No Words, There Are Always Dancing Penguins

It is 8.20pm, and Piglet is not asleep. Instead, he is breastfeeding.  We have returned home from a day out which ended with a two hour nap (for Piglet, not me), eaten dinner and watched the end of Happy Feet. Happy Feet is a nice story, although I am disappointed that the portion I watch…

Ignoring the News: Sensible Plan or Foolhardy and Immoral?

Ladies and gentlemen, I have a new obsession.  And it’s not good for my mental health. I literally cannot stop reading the Guardian on my phone. The Guardian has not, it has to be said, had a good 2016.  First David Bowie died, and then everything else the Guardian holds dear disappeared into a giant…

We Must Not Let The Media Tell Us What to Think

The other day, I read an article which made me sad.   You can read the original, about how Kelvin MacKenzie, a former editor of the Sun newspaper, saw fit to publicly (in the Sun) criticise Channel 4 news simply for having a presenter who happened to be Muslim-and by virtue of her wearing a…