Friday, June 1
Stuff the jubilee
I said it in 1977, and I say it now.
After living in a progressive republic for ten years, I am even more repulsed by the women in pearls and men in windsor knots who live off our hard-earned taxes, values still immersed in the nineteenth century, struggling to even relate to the 21st... or any sort of reality that we'd recognise.
If you're a subscriber, your magazine will arrive late because we have two spurious public holidays in a row to encourage us to forget the woeful state of the economy for a weekend and hang out the bunting.
Me? I'll be watching Punk Britannia tonight and spinning the Pistols for old time's sake.
God save Jamie Reid.