Death and Destruction

According to reports, it seems that Daniel Pearl, the poor WSJ journalist kidnapped in Pakistan a month ago, has been executed. His wife is 6 months pregnant. Utterly senseless.

In addition, sadly actor John Thaw has died at the age of 60. He was the star of many great TV series, but I’ll best remember him for his role in The Sweeney. He made Detective Inspector Jack Regan the hardest and coolest of all the 1970s cops (on either side of the Atlantic). He also did a lot to popularise the phrases “You’re nicked, you slag!” and “Kick him!“. RIP.

On a more-annoying-than-sad note, this evening I discovered that I had been the victim of giant, hungry moths. I grabbed my favourite pair of funky checked trousers out of the cupboard ready for this weekend, only to discover there were literally dozens of holes all over them - clearly the work of evil fluttery things with an appetite for wool. Bollocks! Cost me 80 quid too. Never really thought of moths doing that — sure, I knew in ‘the olden days’ people used to have mothballs in their wardrobes, but thought it was a thing of the past… Don’t know why… did I think that moths’ tastes would have changed or something? Not a mistake I will make again — henceforth, my garments will be protected by the strongest, nastiest pesticides I can legally get my hands on…

This is my last entry for a few days, as I’m off to Sheffield on Friday. My hangover and I will probably be returning to London on Sunday night. If you’re interested, I have decided on my back velvet flares, and sexy polyester shirt… will probably return with photographic evidence.

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