CONSPIRACY theories are a load of old nonsense, probably put around by the Lizard People to divert us from the indisputable fact that they assassinated President Kennedy because he was about to blow the whistle on their plan to smuggle Elvis to live on the Moon with Michael Jackson.Read
THEY weren’t bad lads, the kids I hung around with when I was a bored teenager in Pype Hayes. Just ordinary working class boys with little to capture their imagination or fill their time.Read
HE STOOD in the middle of the road, eyes bulging, face flushed, arms flailing manically, blocking the path of a car that had screeched round an island and hurling a blue torrent of abuse at the driver.Read
IT’S not widely known, but Hannibal Lecter has started to catch the Number 50 bus to his home in Druids Heath. Though perhaps it’s some other criminal of equally notorious and terrifying repute.Read
WHILE the Birmingham-born conductor Edward Downes and his wife Joan lay dying peacefully in a Swiss centre that assists suicides, a friend was tending a young relative who was approaching an agonising and undignified death.Read
THERE’S a new ritual in America of burying the dead with their mobile phones in their coffins, ear-pieces clipped to their unhearing lug holes, so that loved ones can call them.Read
