Ernest Hemingway spent much of his time writing about how to write, and most of what he said was pretentious rubbish, and needed a Gerald Ratner to tell him so.
Did you know that this planet of ours rotates at a speed of 1,000 miles an hour? This ought to mean that if you jump very high in the air and live in Wolverhampton, you should land in Birmingham.
This month, Spam is 50 years old. Happy birthday, Spam. The makers of this extraordinary stuff, A Hormel and Company, of Minnesota, are organising Spam contests to mark the occasion, and this seems fitting.
My wife and I were standing out in the freezing cold, searching the night sky with binoculars and getting stiff necks when, quite suddenly, it struck me.