Many murderers have a motive for their actions, be it greed, jealousy or passion, but others seem to need no reason other than an obsession to kill and one such was compulsive poisoner Graham Young.
Born in London in 1947, he lived with his aunt and uncle after his mother died when he was just a few months old, before returning to live with his father and stepmother a few years later. Read more ›››
Leaving work last Thursday, I jokingly said that by the next time I saw my colleagues we could be out of Europe and out of the Euros and now feel rather guilty that the embarrassment felt at half our countrymen and the whole of our football team is all my fault as a result.
Last night's match has caused much hilarity on social media, and rightly so, although for me it seemed inevitable that our players would catch the national mood of toothless humiliation and exit with a whimper. Read more ›››
We had been planning to meet up with our daughter at our friends' house in Las Vegas in August, but thanks to those lovable, truth-telling Brexiteers and the pound at a 31-year low against the dollar, that idea has hit the buffers, soon to be followed by the rest of the economy.
Mind you, our problems pale in comparison to Jeremy Corbyn's who seems to have lost his entire shadow cabinet as a result of his dishwater weak support for the remain campaign. And serve the old duffer right. Read more ›››
Who's the daddy: Cliff Richard may have been cleared of historic sex abuse crimes, but seeing this photo from Summer Holiday, you have to ask whether Cristiano Ronaldo is his love child, don't you think?
And speaking of the Euros: Hungary goalkeeper, Gabor Kiraly, became the oldest player to appear in the competition and what's more, he did it wearing tracksuit bottoms, some of which are older Marcus Rashford. Read more ›››
The world is still rocking since the outcome of the referendum and the leave vote yesterday. It's rather weird that David Cameron's resignation and the calls for Jeremy Corbyn to do the same are almost side issues compared to the enormity of what Brexit might mean.
Meanwhile, I've been clutching at straws by the petition that has been set up on the Parliament website: Read more ›››
I awoke early this morning just in time to hear the news that the country had voted to leave the European Union and I couldn't help wondering what Charles Mackay would have made of it and whether he would have added another chapter to his Extraordinary Popular Delusions and the Madness of Crowds.
It seems to me that the electorate has been led up the garden path with promises that will never materialise. That leaving the EU will somehow solve the immigration issue, push up wages, improve trade etc. Read more ›››
I'm running out of people whose names begin with X for my ABC Wednesday contributions and so this week I will be writing about a something, rather than a someone, and that something is Xylonite.
In 1967, Mr McGuire had ‘just one word’ for Dustin Hoffman in The Graduate and that one word was ‘plastics’, the implication being that these manmade materials were the future for success in business, but in fact plastics had already been around for more than a century, thanks to Alexander Parkes and his invention of Xylonite, the first thermoplastic, in 1856. Read more ›››