Prince William in the IRA

Not a lot of people know this, but Prince William was once a member of the IRA!

He has since left the organisation, as BBC Breakfast News reported this morning in this hilarious broadcasting Oops!

(If the embedded video doesn’t work, click here to watch it at Moby)

Metro: ever responsive to readers’ demands

A letter in today’s Metro newspaper castigates the subs for a recent floods-related headline: “They sink it’s all over…”

“This is a very stressful time and many in flood-hit areas won’t appreciate being the butt of your front-page pun”, writes Becky Railton from Surrey.

The subs clearly didn’t get the memo: their front-page splash today?

“A message from 10 Drowning St”


It’s a cracker! Did you hear about the thief who stole a 125,000 volt live electricity cable?

Did you hear about the thief who stole a 125,000 volt live electricity cable?

He was charged!


This is the un-official official jokes page. Tomorrow we’ll all be groaning about the appalling cracker jokes. So I thought we need to prepare ourselves.

Please share your own jokes in the comments section below. They can be small cracker jokes like the one above or they can be tall yarns like the one below. Whether you add a joke or simple chuckle at the offerings, please don’t think that this is a waste of time: After all, laughter is the best medicine. Well, unless you’re diabetic – then insulin is pretty useful.


The Chief Rabbi from Jerusalem was visiting the Vatican. During a private meeting in the Pope’s personal study, the Chief Rabbi noticed a golden telephone, encrusted with diamonds and precious jewels.

“What’s that?” asked the Chief Rabbi.

“That’s my hotline to God,” said the Pope. “Would you like to have a go?”

The Chief Rabbi said yes and the Pope replied: “Go ahead, but please be brief – the charges are 2,500 Euro per second.”

“Why so expensive?” asked the Chief Rabbi. “Well, what do you expect? It’s long distance!”

Later that year, the Pope was making a visit to the Holy Land and called in on the Chief Rabbi. He couldn’t help but notice a cheap-looking plastic telephone on the Chief Rabbi’s desk.

“What’s that?” asked the Pope.

“That’s my hotline to God,” said the Chief Rabbi. “Would you like to have a go?”

The Pope said yes and the Chief Rabbi replied: “Go ahead. And take as long as you like. It only costs one Shekel per day.”

“One Shekel per day!” the Pope exclaimed. “How is it so cheap. I have to pay 2,500 Euros per second?”

The Chief Rabbi replied: “Well, from here in Jerusalem, it’s a local call!”




The all-new singing and dancing Gavin Drake blog

Welcome to my new blog!  Actually, it is my old blog, but without the old content.

Having moved back into news journalism it is no longer appropriate to maintain a blog in which I espouse my opinions, thoughts and prejudices.  Not least, because some of my clients don’t like their freelance (or in house) journalists doing that.  Some news organisations go as far as to say its reporters can’t do that.  And so I won’t.

To some extent, it goes back to one of the lessons I was taught by my very first editor: “Opinions are like backsides, everybody has one.”

That doesn’t mean I no longer have opinions, thoughts and prejudices.  Of course I have.  Every journalist has – because every journalist is a real living human being.  But it does mean that I now have to keep these to myself and let the facts tell the story – without my prejudices getting in the way.

My blog isn’t dead, though.  It just has a different purpose and identity.

I will be posting summaries with links to those news organisations which have had the good sense to use and pay me for my work.  I’ll be posting some articles here exclusively.  And I’ll be writing about some of my more interesting exploits in this glamorous world of news media.

And all the time I’ll be trying to ensure I stay on the right side of my clients’ policies on social media, opinions and the like.

I hope this doesn’t mean that this becomes a boring blog.  It will just be a different blog.

Thank you for sticking with me thus far – please stay with me in the journey ahead.