I hope itโs OK to spout memories: I used to ride with Robbie Coltrane between Manchester and London in his sort-of-restored MGA. Iโd roll him cigarettes while he discoursed on the ways of the world, and I donโt think Iโve ever laughed or learned so much in my life.
When this is over, what say we all pitch in and buy health care workers, couriers, hauliers, farmers, millers, grocers, bakers, sewage workers, power workers, teachers, fire fighters and police officers a bottle of something?
I can't speak for House, obviously - no one's written clever words for me to say - but I'm pretty sure he'd tell you it's not a matter of 'solving' Covid. This is an epidemic, not a diagnostic problem. We solve it together by staying apart.
Stanley C. Brown departed this earth last night after 17 years. He was the dearest, gentlest, daftest, handsomest companion anyone could hope for. It was a privilege.
For every hour we spend agonising over societal crimes of the past, we should probably allow a minute or two to wonder what we're doing now that will be similarly condemned a hundred years hence. Climate, obviously; animal rights, likewise. What else?
Iโm sure lots of people have said this already - I just havenโt seen it anywhere - but thank you to all the scientists, researchers, administrators, technicians, logisticians for bringing this extraordinary vaccine into existence.
Calls to UK Domestic Abuse Helplines have more than doubled since the lockdown. Victims should know that if they are in danger, they can dial 999, then press 55 and remain silent. Police will know that the caller is in danger and cannot speak. Spread this wide.
Chin up, everybody. This will work. However irksome it is for us, it's much worse for the virus. Picture the little bugger with its nose against the window, whining.
Have a lovely Christmas, world - and thank you to all the people who aren't having one because they're looking after things that allow the rest of us to have one
I find the injunction โthink for yourself' very stirring - until I remember that I could never have conceived of 99% of the concepts I rely on every day to survive. Iโm extremely grateful to those who have thought for me.
I donโt particularly fear death, but I do fear particular deaths - being cut in half by a Foxtons To Let sign is not the way to go. Please be careful out there.
Requiring Commonwealth ex-servicemen to pay thousands in visa fees to remain in the country they risked their lives for seems about as wrong as a thing can get. What am I missing?
Mโcolleague has noticed that, besides the usual court circular of saints, battles, dance crazes etc, today is the 30th anniversary of Jeeves and Wooster. I wish him, and anyone who enjoyed it half as much as we did, tinkerty tonk.
So we gave ourselves a Supreme Court, turned ministries into departments, gave the army a โRangerโ battalion and now have a lovely blue press briefing room. What other acts of slobbering imitation can we stoop to?
Dogs obviously recognise other dogs as belonging to the same species, but do they recognise breeds? I canโt remember ever seeing gangs of Dachshunds naturally congregating on street corners to discuss their lived experience.
Under the PCS&C Bill, a person causing โserious annoyance, distress or inconvenienceโ may be imprisoned for 10 years. Also, anyone who is mean, or doesnโt pass the parcel, or eats too much cake.
Thanks to those whoโve taken the trouble to tell me that decent pay and conditions for essential workers might be preferable to a bottle of something. Bigger thanks to those who knew thatโs what I meant.
Trying to find a positive idea: the government nominates a week-long Bank Holiday to make up for this bleak winter. We have carols, mince pies and Die Hard among the daffodils.
I've been corrected by an expert: dial 999, and wait until you're prompted by the operator before you press 55. I'm sorry for the mistake. If it's any comfort, the only time I've ever witnessed a situation like this, the police response was exemplary.
#YouAreNotAlone
Thanks, Tim. I take your point. But reconsidering a decision isn't always terrible, is it? If it were, we'd still be trying to grow peanuts in Tanzania, Lance Armstrong would have won the Tour de France seven times, and the Birmingham Six would still be in prison.
Hit the ground? Hit the ground with a team of advisers who canโt understand the meaning of the words theyโve written, or why the word โrunningโ (if you insist on adopting pathetic US tufspeak) is a blindingly stupid omission? FUCK.
The backlash to clapping has arrived, as reliably as a Swiss commuter train, but I will never stop doing it. Sanctimony butters very few parsnips. Thank you NHS.
I do believe spring flashed an ankle in London today. Clear blue sky, birdsong, occasional spray of daffodils, fewer people barrelling along the pavement as if theyโre in a Jason Bourne film. Lovely.
Thank you for lovely birthday messages, cakes, balloons, trinkets, gadgets, poems, ballads, Arab stallions, and islands of manageable size. You are all very kind.
Very honoured to have been given command of a frigate in the Agatha Christie fleet. Why Didnโt They Ask Evans? starts shooting in June, which is not as far away as Iโd like. If youโre the owner of a pre-war Bentley, expect a phone call.
The Arts Council withdrawing funding from ENO unless they move north seems like a pretty solid example of levelling down. Up would be to build and fund another ENO in Manchester, wouldnโt it?
I am pretty good on the radio. I have 20-odd awards for it. But I feel like putting them all in a cab to
@mrjamesob
so he can use them as boot scrapers.
The absolute maestro.
โTime is running outโ, weโre told. Over and over again. In spite of the fact that running out is pretty much the only thing time ever does or is equipped to do.