Category Archives: This sceptred isle

Among early political memories are stories of the Battle of Cable Street, a generation before I was born. The “battle” was a violent demonstration, in October 1936, by residents of London’s East End borough of Stepney, along with Communists, anarchists … Continue reading →

It is some forty years since a brief flirtation with Trotskyite politics. Joining the Labour Party as a seventeen year old in the summer of 1978 meant coming into contact with its Young Socialist wing, at that time dominated by … Continue reading →

Had I been asked, I might just as easily have suggested that Puccini was a fullback playing for Juventus as an Italian composer. To have done so would not have been entirely honest, I had encountered his name on BBC … Continue reading →

Didn’t they receive all the emails about the General Data Protection Regulation? Didn’t they receive numerous communications about privacy and the protection of personal data? Didn’t they hear any of the discussion of how much more care there would need to … Continue reading →