It’s that time of the year again where have to do a blog and like all years I have left it to the last minute and panicking about what to write. So, I’ve decided to write my blog on my trip to Amsterdam with some of my friends. A very spontaneous trip that was booked in August for September.
In the 1960s and 70s the prevailing opinion was that a politics love and peace would form a new world order, that in the post-war era, McCarthyism was just a blip. "All you need is love," The Beatles sang. It was believed that the enduring words of Franklin D. Roosevelt, "all we have to fear is fear itself," would pass into irrelevant redundancy. That hasn't quite happened.
Fear has become the trendy political capitol for modern politicians to exploit, but to cash in on this currency there needs to be an enemy.
In recent weeks, football fans have come in for a bit of a kicking in the media in the wake of a number of incidents.
It started a month ago with the man who ran onto the pitch at Birmingham and assaulted Jack Grealish, and since then, incidents involving fans have become front page news. In recent times we have seen more incidents of objects being thrown at players, and sadly more and more stories about racism aimed at players.
There are few things to depend on these days: the housing market is reliably dire, supermarket sandwiches are dependably disappointing, and Brexit will be on the news. Britain is in a terrible mess and it's all so confusing that our political reporters are turning to Mr Blobby for analysis.