June 2014 2

Full diary for June 2014 here.

4th June: Terminal 2   The first flight flew into the new Terminal 2 at Heathrow this morning. I got to thinking about the word ‘terminal’,  ‘A place where something ends’ (The Oxford Primary School Dictionary).

5th June: Gross   Was on the bus when I heard a woman talking about a gross miscarriage of justice. It stayed with me all day, the term is a strange one to get your head around. Is there a not-so-bad miscarriage of justice?

6th June: Price    D-Day. Seventy years ago. I cannot listen to the coverage without welling-up. To hear the veterans talk is heartbreaking. Many words continue to be said, but I find this one (said by a veteran on the BBC news this morning) particularly poignant.

You can see the whole piece here.

June 2014 1

June 1st:  Luck   Prince William wished this upon the England football team in the changing room, after the Peru match. He was in full suit and tie, the players wore a towel each.

June 2nd:  Classy   A garage owner in Edinburgh, upon seeing the Google camera car approaching, decided to fake his own murder. A colleague stood over him with an axe, as he lay in the road. He said, “There are pictures of men on Google flashing their bums, but we thought we would be more classy”.

June 3rd:  Nutter  This is what Brad Pitt called Vitalii Sediuk, Ukrainian TV presenter, known for pulling pranks on celebrities. Apparently, Sediuk put his face in Pitt’s crotch at a red carpet do in Hollywood.

You can see the whole piece here.