A couple of months ago I put money on Theresa May to be prime minister by the end of 2016. It hadn’t occurred to me as a real possibility, but I’ve always liked her and when it came up under politics specials on my Ladbrokes app, I saw no reason not to stick a few… Continue reading Kitten heels and oestrogen – Theresa May
Author: Polly Loughlin
Vive la Brexit
Whenever I think I regret Brexit, I talk to a loser ‘remainer’ and remember why I am so glad. It’s all gone to shit they say – or words to that effect, unable to grasp the fantastic opportunity they have been bequeathed. And I read that there are Brexit voters who have had a volte… Continue reading Vive la Brexit
The Sex Workers Opera, a review
This was my first journey to the Pleasance theatre in Islington. A sultry early summer evening, I looked forward to a night of theatrical delight. All I knew was that this was a musical production entirely by ‘sex workers’. I absolutely forgot about this and viewed them all as very talented actors. I could… Continue reading The Sex Workers Opera, a review
Shattered illusions – Israel debunked
Forget the words “zionism”, “semitism” and “Jewish”: any British politician who denies Israel’s right to exist should be sent straight out of the House of Commons. Jeremy Corbyn and his ragtag team of commies want to castigate the 2% pocket of the Middle East which is an oasis of democracy, women’s rights and technological innovation.… Continue reading Shattered illusions – Israel debunked
www dot couples
In Chinese mythology, Yue Lao, the old man under the moon would nocturnally tie destined couples together with a silk red cord, “the red thread of destiny”. Nowadays it’s less of a thread than a web or net, the world wide web or Internet to be precise. The role of determinism in romance is being… Continue reading www dot couples
Trapped in eden
Sometimes in London you can forget greenery exists. Between brutalist buildings, pollution, pavements covered in chewing gum and empty chocolate wrappers, there’s no natural beauty around. Out exploring Pimlico, a friend and I came across a little square garden, a square of natural loveliness surrounded by neo-classical houses. The gate was open so we obliviously… Continue reading Trapped in eden