Doctor,Doctor. I have a silly myth in my brain.

Thankfully, I am a fit and healthy person. I only mildly abuse my body and I get lots of exercise and eat as healthily as I can. I haven't been to see a doctor in many years as I have not had the need. If I were to need an appointment to see my health professional, I would expect to be given the best available advice, support and medicines. If there is a treatment available, I do not want to have it ruled out because of my doctor's religious or moral stance.

There have been cases of health care professionals that have refused to prescribe contraception,

Two new PapaPopes magically re-invented as saints.

Breaking News. An old man, who believes he can talk to made-up sky gods, bestows sainthood on two dead men from the same anachronistic institution. An institution that denies people contraception, has a deep set aversion to equal rights, covers up centuries of systematic abuse of children and the vulnerable, is tainted by scandal, sexism and hatred and believes that dubious claims about miracles should be taken seriously whilst ignoring all the latest scientific evidence that contradicts their out of date beliefs.

In scenes that could have been taken from a 'Python' film, the BigPappaPope was asked three times in

St George? Who the what?

St George's Day. The day needs revamping. At the moment, it is sorry excuse for a national celebration. It usually passes with a quiet whimper and a bit of flag waving, failing to be embraced by the vast majority of the English nation. Here is why. We have a Roman soldier, allegedly born in what would be modern Turkey, who was possibly persecuted and executed for his religious beliefs nearly 1800 years ago. He also slayed a dragon that didn't exist ( most likely a graphical representation of victory in battle ) and magically re-appeared to lead troops in to battle, approximately 1000 years after his death. This religious icon was thrust upon us through war and tyranny. His myth is celebrated throughout many countries including Egypt, Ethiopia, Russia, Syria and Romania. As a figurehead of 'Englishness' he has very little going for him. He never even set foot in our green and pleasant land. A small group of people 'celebrate' his holy-englishness by draping themselves in red and white flags, drinking ales and singing religious/football songs in pubs before being thrown out for fighting. It is fairly lame

Keep your religion out of our politics.

Politics and religion should be kept apart by a long stick of rational thought. Regardless of whether or not we can truly call today's Britain a Christian country, religions should have no place in the politics of a modern, forward thinking society. However, in this country today we have 'faith schools' of all denominations veering from the national curriculum, non-elected church leaders sitting in the House of Lords voting on state issues and a system of local government based on religious parishes and councils. The whole system is flawed, in need of an overhaul and is not fit for purpose.

Politics should be about taking the best available evidence, technology and knowledge to create a

The problem with the Co-op? Years of non-sustainable abuse.

The problems at the British Co-op are numerous and they reflect many of the problems within society at large. They have just announced £1.3 BILLION annual losses and have even issued an apology for their poor performance. For many years now they have paid out HUGE bonuses to those at the top, rewarding greedy people for failure in their roles, rewarded for overseeing poor investments, breaching financial rules and taking the business away from it's mutual roots. As a business model, you can not keep making bad decisions and reward people for gambling with and wasting money. Over the years, these bad business decisions, massive bonus payments and failure to stick to it's MUTUAL principals has resulted in the Co-op being sick, weak and fractured. A cooperative should benefit ALL of it's members equally and be a conscientious, sustainable and morally upright role model for a modern society. #greed #sustainable #ethical

Easter = Spring time - Something meaningful?

So here we are. It is that time of year again, Easter. Yet another public holiday based on a religious myth that has nothing to do with it's actual origins. 'Easter' is a laughably movable celebration within the Christian church that is held between 21 March and 25 April. It falls on the first Sunday following the first full moon after the northern hemisphere spring equinox - how amazingly pagan that all seems to be. Think about it. Spring equinox, a new growing season, rebirth and the return of the sun (light) to the northern hemisphere, rabbits for reproduction, eggs for fertility, and lots of chocolate because it is tasty and encourages spending - it is all just 'symbollocks'. Even the name 'Easter' is taken from a Germanic Pagan goddess and is related to the fact that sunlight returns ( the dawn ). As humans, we are

'Noah' myth used in film. Some people are upset. How did that happen?

Once upon a time in an underdeveloped society, far, far away there was a group of humans that had a very basic understanding of the world around them. They didn't understand the world or their place in it and they relied on tribal elders who made up random stories to help them make sense of the things they saw. They were fearful that the sun wouldn't rise, they thought that supernatural powers controlled the weather and that demons and monsters roamed the flat earth. They had very little knowledge.

One day, someone was walking up a hill somewhere and they found fossils and shells and evidence of previous life and they just couldn't get their primitive brains around what they were or how they could have got there. So they went to the tribal elders ( who enjoyed a life of privilege because they had nurtured fear and ignorance in those below them ).

"How can these animal bones have got to the top of the hill oh wise one?" asked the fearful and ignorant humans. The tribal elders decided that this was another great opportunity to reinforce their position as leaders so they told another story of a vengeful and destructive deity who would smite them unless they complied with the rules ( made up by the elders

15 to 1. The disappointment of a quiz show fanatic.

In 1988, the greatest quiz show that has ever graced British television began (my opinion). It would run until 2003. Hosted by the brilliant William G Stewart, it was fast, brutal, always entertaining and full of questions. A winning format and a no-nonsense style that kept people watching for years. On Saturday 5th April 2014, it returned to our screens with a new look, a slightly altered format and a new presenter, the hugely talented Sandi Toksvig.

I was a huge fan of the original series, watching or recording it almost every day to get my fix of trivia. The end of the final series was a sad moment in my television-watching life. So, on Saturday, I watched the beginning of the new series, hopeful that the intensity of those episodes would return to the screen. Here are a few of my thoughts.

Firstly, as talented and witty as Sandi Toksvig is, she is out of place as the presenter of a serious quiz show. There was never any need for banter or jokes in the original incarnation. In fact, the minimalist approach to the presentation meant that any funny moments were heart-felt and genuine. The new approach feels scripted and awkward. I don't need to know personal history of these people, I want to see them answer some seriously hard trivia questions. Just get straight in to it.

Secondly, I can live without the little tit-bits of information that seemed to follow every question, slowing the game down and preventing any build up of tension or pace. The questions are so slowly delivered in the first place that everything feels pedestrian and laboured. Just bang out the questions.

'Everyone gets 3 chances on 15 to 1'. No they don't. If you get knocked out, you wait for the next series and try again. That is part of the brutality of the original format.

The £40,000 prize for the winner of the grand final is also a new feature. Winners used to get kudos and an antique vase and losers got nothing and no second chances. It is a sign of the times that kudos and antique vases are no longer enough.

When someone gets knocked out, I know they