I know some of you think I'm a sockie but please rest assured that the experiences I report on these pages are genuine and not fictitious.
I feel I have to preface this post with this rider as I am about to enter into a bit of shameless namedropping and would like to emphasise the veracity of the story.
You see, one of the regulars at one of my local watering holes is none other than Kevin McCloud (or McCleod) presenter of Channel Four's Grand Designs.
Now, he's a nice enough fellow but he fancies himself as a bit of a leftie does our Kevin and last night, after having downed far too many leprechauns (Kev's favourite tipple - a pint of Guiness with a shot of Tia Maria in case you didn't know) he was burnishing his left wing credentials with a bit of rather vocal UKIP bashing.
I rather ruffled Kev's feathers when I had the unmitigated audacity to venture that his left wing views didn't really chime with the subject of the show he presents. Namely, smug professional couples from Islington who wish to build a seven figure eco carbuncle in some hitherto unblemished idyllic corner of the West Country with which they have previously had no connection but will stamp their imperialistic superiority from the off by patronising the local saps they draft in to do the work.
I was only saying Kev, I mean I really enjoyed that one where that bloke grafted his backside off to renovate that old waterworks while running a record store as his day job.
I feel I have to preface this post with this rider as I am about to enter into a bit of shameless namedropping and would like to emphasise the veracity of the story.
You see, one of the regulars at one of my local watering holes is none other than Kevin McCloud (or McCleod) presenter of Channel Four's Grand Designs.
Now, he's a nice enough fellow but he fancies himself as a bit of a leftie does our Kevin and last night, after having downed far too many leprechauns (Kev's favourite tipple - a pint of Guiness with a shot of Tia Maria in case you didn't know) he was burnishing his left wing credentials with a bit of rather vocal UKIP bashing.
I rather ruffled Kev's feathers when I had the unmitigated audacity to venture that his left wing views didn't really chime with the subject of the show he presents. Namely, smug professional couples from Islington who wish to build a seven figure eco carbuncle in some hitherto unblemished idyllic corner of the West Country with which they have previously had no connection but will stamp their imperialistic superiority from the off by patronising the local saps they draft in to do the work.
I was only saying Kev, I mean I really enjoyed that one where that bloke grafted his backside off to renovate that old waterworks while running a record store as his day job.
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