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This from Yahoo Singapore: The UN has learned of "very, very serious" allegations that the United States is secretly detaining terrorism suspects in various locations around the world, notably aboard prison ships, the UN's special rapporteur on terrorism said. While... Read more →
Corriere della Sera reports: Investigators locate likenesses of thirteen operatives wanted for questioning. Identification photos ready. Milan public prosecutors apply to Eurojust. Investigations focus on use of US embassy cellphones. MILAN - From today, thirteen CIA agents are wanted all... Read more →
Instead of opening a tin of these chaps, how about making this simple Italian alternative? Credit to Slow food movement. 600g cannellini beans (dried or fresh) 6 sage leaves 2 garlic cloves, whole 2 rosemary sprigs 3 garlic cloves, peeled... Read more →
This is from Chicken Yoghurt's blog: On Thursday last week, I had a very rare and blissful weekday away from my desk. In the sun, I read and re-read George Orwell's essay, Politics and the English Language. (You can find... Read more →
In Lancashire they use the expession "He's got the brass neck for owt! It's an expression almost synonymous with hubris. Gordon Brown in his Mansion House speech showed he has bucket loads of the stuff. How about this load of... Read more →
It's been a challenging couple of weeks for francophiles in the UK. And it's not going to get any better. On Tuesday next week there is what the publicity blurb describes as a "reconstruction" of the Battle of Trafagar at... Read more →
Rather than lecturing our European partners about how wonderful the Union would become if only we all took doses of Mr Broon's medicine, I would like to have heard Blair coming up with someting like this; its from Will Hutton's... Read more →
As I've said before, it ain't what you say it's they way that you say it, and I'm afraid, I found Mr Broon's Mansion House speech, or Blair's at the European Parliament this morning, unlikely to persuade new Europe, let... Read more →
http://tinyurl.com/e4bnx "One evening in October, when I was one-third sober, An' taking home a ‘load' with manly pride; My poor feet began to stutter, so I lay down in the gutter, And a pig came up an' lay down by... Read more →
