My Hero

The top three loves of my life are my wife, my children and my scooter. I’m still working out the precise order. There are a multitude of things I love just beneath this top echelon: sights, sounds, smells, art, other scooters etc., and to this group has just been added the writing of Charlie Brooker.
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The Things You See When You Haven’t Got A Gun

There should be special planes for self-obsessed families like the one sat behind me the other day: a dirty, scruffy plane that hasn’t been checked in a while (in an ideal world).
I was on my way home from a short business trip to Nuremberg, and this final leg was Zurich – Heathrow. I was tired [...]