Recently, during a leisurely stroll through the charming streets of a quaint Devon town, I spotted a glimmering object lying innocently on the side of the pavement. My immediate reaction? ‘Ooh, a shiny bracelet!’ Naturally, my imagination began to race, picturing it as the latest trend—a statement piece that would surely elevate my status as […]
If I were a Marxist, my mission would be to infiltrate and transform the very fabric of Great Britain, sowing seeds of discontent and radical ideology aimed at dismantling capitalism and replacing it with a collectivist mindset. I would wield psychological tactics to instil self-doubt and guilt about personal achievements, reinforcing the toxic belief that
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If there exists an anchor that connects generations, surely it is the classic dad joke. Characterised by their pun-laden simplicity and eye-roll-inducing punchlines, these jokes have an unassuming charm that, when well-chosen and delivered, can elicit laughter from children, parents, and grandparents alike. Why did the man fall in the well? Because he can’t see
There is an amusing message flitting around Facebook. I have copied and pasted it below: For those of you who cannot cope with fuzzy images, it reads: ‘For those of my generation who do not, and cannot, comprehend why Facebook exists: I am trying to make friends outside of Facebook while applying the same principles.
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Intelligence is no more than a leg muscle. It may be thin and scrawny, but it can still be useful for certain scenarios like piano playing. It may be huge and bulging – useful for sprinting or scrummaging. It may be toned and sinewy – useful for ice-skating or ballet dancing. The fact is that
Dear Editor, Last week I was in London and, as a dutiful citizen – I am always careful to check what to pay for travelling up to the Big Smoke from the shires – I settled the myriad of Khan traffic levies before I left. My meeting was in an area of the capital which
