Paul Sutton

Is there no pity sitting in the clouds? There’s certainly none in our rotten judicial system. Nor from our disgusting government, which routinely uses political imprisonment for the most vulnerable, to silence dissent.

A rebellion against the Blob in a supermarket.

Thinking over his time in teaching, he sometimes experienced pupils surfacing from his memory so clearly that he was back in the classroom or at a parents' evening. Running water encouraged such reverie. Perhaps it was the river's churn and disappearance, the drama subsiding into its relentless…

What a joy Wetherspoons pubs are! Such a horror to the middle classes, with their loathing for unabashed Englishness and boozy camaraderie.

A lyrical look at the near future.

Paul Sutton asks questions we are all asking but Starmer refuses to answer.

The Oxford scandal was ongoing (and probably still is) during Paul Sutton's time teaching just outside the city. He saw the effects first hand, and noted that there was no discussion amongst staff on the risk posed by men from certain communities. To have even mentioned this would have resulted in…

A short poem by Paul, lamenting what we have lost.

Mischief in a haunted pub.

AS, 'Minty', recently wrote a post rubbishing the Official Account of the Skripal business, and thought that setting out what seems the most likely set of events would help establish the truth and also offer the opposition the chance to reply.

Jaguar's re-brand is certainly proving to be disastrous, but Paul Sutton suggests it might be more than just that.......

Paul Sutton talks about teaching English in an age when literary types are woke censors. The title is a reference to the two drinks I see as central to Orwell and his approach to Englishness, freedom and what we've lost. He's the writer above all I look to for inspiration and bleak comfort, in…