Then again… I’m supposed to be flying out of Heathrow tomorrow so I’ll be able to report first hand on the new “security measures” (assuming I make it back in one piece that is). That’s always assuming I actually get away in the first place after the saga that was getting my tickets from lastminute.com, whose customer “service” leaves rather a lot to be desired.

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So I was (probably) the only English person in an Aussie bar in West London last night to see England lose miserably in their 3-1 defeat to Australia. As the final whistle went, they turned the sound off the football and started playing that song that starts: “I come from the land down under…” Oh dear.

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