As I write this,
a Brit in the semis at Wimbledon.
A Fery good chance
of getting to the final.
King Arthur.
World Cup fever dreams.
Cape Verde keeper.
So called lesser nations.
Lesser no longer.
Germany, Brazil, Portugal out.
Trump ordering FIFA.
FIFA following orders.
Host nations out.
250 years of independence.
925 days until freedom.
The chaos of Estadio Azteca.
2am. Pubs full.
Mexico 2, England 3.
One red card. Two penalties.
Hundreds of defensive clearances.
England in the quarters.
Only Norway to beat.
Then Argentina, then Spain.
Or France.
Makerfield by-election.
Burnham v Labour.
Defeating Count Binface.
Clacton by-election.
Farage v Count Binface.
Labour leadership.
Burnham v no-one.
No PM. No Dr Who.
No James Bond.
One Harry Kane.
Hey Jude.
Holding out for a hero.
Bonnie Tyler RIP.
Karaoke classics.
Turn around, bright eyes.
Phew, wot a scorcher!
Scorchio! Scorchio! Scorchio!
2026, hottest year on record.
Consecutive days hit 34°C.
Will you remember when this was cool.
Sports. Politics. Culture.
Don't forget to play.
Don't forget to enjoy life.
Work play. Business play.
Be creative.
It's silly season.
Enjoy your Quick PINT
[Last Brit out of Wimbledon]
Scorchio! Is Britain the new Mediterranean?
Article from the BBC, 15 July 2003, when London's top temperature of 29.3C was one degree hotter than Bali.
