I can only assume there was a mixup at their training course and they went to the sports commentating lecture rather than the economics one

Wasn’t he in the Bee Gees?

I can only dream of achieving Mark Lewisohn’s level of pedantry

I’m now watching so this is simply not possible

I had tuna sandwiches everyday and apart from the mercury poisoning and social isolation it never did me any harm

Thank you!

To be fair to Joe Chamberlain, I’d have had David Lloyd George run out of town too and I said this as a Lloyd George fan

I just want the Paul McCartney Anthology, release the archive Paul. We know you’re sitting on piles of stuff.

The rest of Anthology 4, while nice to have, is a bit like scraping the barrel when the bottom of the barrel has already worn away from being scraped though

My point here is not that crime, racism, terrorism, pollution etc were all worse in the 70s but that the period 1973-77 in particular was one of crisis, paranoia and hysteria. People were talking about Britain going bankrupt or collapsing into dictatorship. There was a national nervous breakdown

Entering my Bond fanfic era, it’s what all the other writers since Ian Flemings death have done

Let me write it: a rough looking amnesiac is pulled out of some wreckage by fishermen, he has disturbing dreams where he’s in naval submarines, an amphibious car, in space fighting a man with metal teeth. After a few months living with the fisherman in Hokkaido, British intelligence knock his door…

Howard Carter at the Tomb of King Tut, 1922: