May 2007

May 2. Strip 194.
Apostrophe’s
My wife is an ex copy editor, and detests apostrophe’s being put in the wrong place. Like that. Sometimes I have to distract her from greengrocer’s windows so she doesn’t see the signs that say stuff like ‘Jersey Potatoe’s, 69p/lb’.

May 7. Strip 196.
The Eurovision Song Contest.
An annual pan-European television show where countries all over the continent (and, for some reason, Israel) put forward a song and a singer to represent their nation, and they compete to see which song gets the most votes. It’s very political, the songs are secondary to the voting (though a bit of camp presentation always goes down well). Since the fall of the Soviet Union, the eastern European nations have taken over the phone vote, and the past few winners have been Russia, the Ukraine, Turkey and Latvia. Finland’s 2006 win was a bit of anomaly, but then so was the fire breathing death metal band they chose to represent them that year. Since the Iraq war, no-one votes for the UK and we have to rely on Ireland and Malta to avoid the ignominy of ‘nul points’ on the scoreboard.

May 14. Strip 199.
The customized Segway.
Judge Dredd. He is the law.

May 28. Strip 205.
Ten years on, she’s still dead.
On the day of Diana’s death I predicted that we’d never hear the last of it. And we haven’t. It’s been ten years now. Get over it. She died of getting into a car with a drunk chauffeur and not wearing a seat belt. It was just a ghastly accident, and not a plot by the Duke of Edinburgh/MI5/the CIA/the Illuminati/the Mafia/shape shifting alien lizards at all. It's turned into a JFK conspiracy theory for people who read OK magazine.