‘What,’ said Mr Parsons at the front of the class in an elevated tone, ‘is a synonym?’ Alec knew what a synonym was but he shrank inside. Then the finger pointed and he was done for. ‘Puddleton,’ said the teacher, addressing Alec. ‘What is a synonym?’ ‘It’s a word that…
It was Thatcher that opened the doors of places like this to people like me, and ever since then bad things have been happening to me almost daily. Now the world spins a cyclone and I pitch headlong into a linen draped table at the end of the room that…
‘The video of your performance in Belfast has gone viral on Twitter,’ said Kaminsky with what Bunter thought was smug satisfaction. You’ve gained 22,000 followers and 82,000 likes. Of course, Siobhan made sure all the silliness was edited out.’ ‘I don’t have a Twitter account,’ said Bunter, attempting to…
Bunter and Kaminsky located Tempus-Fugitson seated in a vast oak panelled office in Tufton Street with his hands behind his head, humming Land of Hope and Glory to himself with a far away smile. A life-sized portrait of Margaret Thatcher dressed as Boadicea glowered at them from one wall. Everything…
‘Free Palestine!’ says Dave on Twitter. He has a tiny Palestinian flag next to his profile and 39 followers. Dave is from Norwich. I ask him which part he wants to free, to which he replies, ‘all of it,’ and I know instantly that he won’t be able to identify…