Author Archives: Tim Ireland
About Tim IrelandTim is the sole author of Bloggerheads.
I’m looking forward to an answer to this. I’ve also (finally) been promised a video copy of Caroline Hunt’s ‘rant’ on 18ToryStreet. PS – A good point, well made. Remember; these are the same people who scream “Nu Lab astro-turfer!” … Continue reading
Let’s not forget Nick Boles. We wouldn’t want to give him ‘a free ride’ while we ‘navel gaze’, now would we? Also, this. Lots.
I managed to squeeze half an apology out of Iain Dale last night… but he refuses to admit to knowingly describing me as a nihilist. His defence is that he “(asked a guest) a question without realising what the word … Continue reading
Stand by. This isn’t over. UPDATE – Here you go… have a well-earned giggle at the expense of a Guido-loving moron.
Oh, so it’s suddenly time to ‘play nice’ again, is it? I wonder what brought that on? Iain Dale has posted a ‘last word’ on some of the many accusations I’ve levelled against him. The main thing I note is … Continue reading
Those of you who were here at sparrow’s-fart on Sunday morning may have noticed that I asked a question of Paul Delaire/Delarie Staines regarding tax. Despite his failure to answer that question today (following several requests that he do so), … Continue reading
Just a quick note; I personally found the reaction to the content to be far more illuminating than the content itself. Also, note who Guido chooses to target here (and how)… and also note who gets targeted in comments (and … Continue reading
[EDIT (10:05AM): THE BODY OF THIS POST HAS BEEN REMOVED. AN EXPLANATION FOLLOWS.] Paul Delaire/Delarie Staines has requested that I publish one of his emails so his immediate response is available before what appeared above spreads from blog to blog … Continue reading
“Sorry, I am new to editing Wikipedia and didn’t know of the existence of this page until tonight.” – Iain Dale Iain Dale’s editing history on Wikipedia tells a different story. Iain (the liar) first created a login on 30 … Continue reading