‘The Steeple Times’ remembers the late, great Woolf Gander
A businessman who travelled widely across across the globe, Woolf Gander was born in 1937 in London Hospital and sadly died just before Christmas.
A father of three – Beverley, Andrew and Adam – and a grandfather of three – Olivia, George and Victoria – Woolf was known for his wit and could often be found at the bar at the much missed La Brasserie in South Kensington. He regularly remarked on articles in The Steeple Times and was a fine example of a bon vivant.
Woolf’s favourite saying was “let’s get the show on the road“ and today at his funeral in Epping, he’s just about to play the final act. He will be greatly missed by many.
Julian Assange should be arrested the minute he leaves the Ecuadorian Embassy suggests Matthew Steeples
Julian Assange is a menace. There’s no doubt about that. This pest sought to evade justice in Britain by holing up in the Embassy of Ecuador in London in the summer of 2012 and that he’s been there ever since is just an outrage.
Some support Assange on the basis that they believe WikiLeaks, the media organistion he founded in 2006, has acted “courageously” and “resisted censorship,” but I’d argue otherwise. Assange allies himself with some of the scummiest people on the planet, aided the election of Donald Trump and colluded with Russia. WikiLeaks is an inadequate and deviant operation and one run by a man whose own moral compass is as warped as a banana on steroids.
Now, with news that Ecuador have finally had enough of Assange – he’s allegedly rather smelly for a start – and are planning to kick him out, it is time that this hypocritical ratbag faced justice in Britain. I am not going to argue the point of whether or not he should be sent to America, but Assange must pay for the crime of bail skipping in Britain.
Pretentious number plate ‘BIG’ attracts attention in Knightsbridge
‘Mr Big’ in Sex and the City was considered a bit of player. He was the “big man on the campus” according to Carrie Bradshaw and he was an “intriguing character” in the eyes of Comcast.
Now, in Cadogan Square in London, someone has decided to pretend to be him. They’ve positioned their ego on a Porsche and installed on it a numberplate that reads ‘81G’ (or ‘BIG’ to the casual observer).
Plainly not all locals were as unimpressed as us: Someone named Tabrez left a note on the car asking to buy it. He announced: “I already hold other ‘BIG’ plates.”
Update – 14th April 2021 – ‘81G’ attracted the attention of Sam McAlister, the BBC “booker extraordinaire” of Prince Andrew for that now forever infamous ‘Newsnight’ interview. She shared an image of the Porsche with her 11,600 followers and remarked: “I bet it isn’t…” and attracted over 3,200 likes and 140 retweets.
Personalised number plates are very much something people either love or loathe. In London, they are ten-a-penny and frankly though some can be amusing, many are just ludicrous, tacky, stupid and common.This motorist plainly thinks driving around emblazoned with a plate referencing the ‘G-spot’ makes them either witty or sexually appealing even. Frankly, unless the owner works in a sex clinic, what are they trying to achieve?Another motorist with a bizarre or frankly warped sense of humour imagines this plate to be appealing. We’d argue, instead, that the owner of this car instead gets mocked and derided wherever they dare drive.
Matthew Steeples salutes Pret for doing more than most to help homeless people get jobs and permanent accommodation; others and the government should follow suit
Pret a Manger has come under a lot of flack lately – due to two customers dying having an allergic reaction to their products – but now, this in my view, wrongly maligned chain has again done something truly good.
At a time when our rudderless government keep banging on about achieving the impossible – in telling a blatant lie in claiming they will end homelessness by 2027 – Pret’s charitable foundation is to invest a further £200,000 a year into a homeless hostel in Kennington, London on top of their already vast commitment to helping those living rough.
The ‘Pret House’ in Kenington, London will accommodate 13 ‘Rising Stars’ working in nearby Pret stores initially. The firm plans to expand this to 26 bedrooms if the scheme proves successful.
Aside from continuing to give over 3 million meals a year to homeless people across the year every year, the Pret Foundation will now also provide further jobs and training through their ever expanding ‘Rising Stars’ and ‘Shooting Stars’ programmes. Presently the firm takes on at least 40 homeless people as employees each year and over the last ten years has hired a total of 450 individuals as a result of such.
Of the scheme, Clive Schlee, chief executive of Pret, a firm with 450 outlets and group sales of around £800 million per year, remarked:
“Everyone in London can see that homelessness is becoming more of a problem. In an ideal world there would be no homelessness but we are doing something because others are not doing something about it.”
Other businesses – most especially those in the hospitality sector – should follow suit in providing food and accommodation for the homeless. Theresa May and her uncaring government, meanwhile, should be wholly ashamed of themselves for offering nothing but platitudes. They should man up and do a hell of a lot more to end a situation which is resulting in over 600 people dying on our streets each year.
Would anyone be insane enough to pay £75,000 for an evening with Theresa May or £175,000 for a set of posters signed by her?
If you want to hear someone repeat the words “my deal” as many times as possible in a minute, the perfect way would be to buy a night with Theresa May at the Proms.
One plainly insane Tory donor plainly thought so given they spent £75,000 on such at this week’s Black and White Conservative Party fundraising ball in Battersea Park.
To pay that much to be spend time with the most dreary and frankly worst Prime Minister in history is one thing, but if she were to bring along her husband, Phil ‘The Garden’ Gnome, also you’d definitely be bored off your merry rocker.
More unbelievably still, another attendee at the £15,000 per table event spent a staggering £175,000 on a set of posters signed by Mrs May, a woman who truly looks a bit like Mr Kipling’s bit on the side. The lunatics have truly taken over the asylum.
Keith Vaz MP’s sister proves herself to be just as grasping as her vile rent-boy loving pervert brother
Most people think rent-a-gob Keith Vaz to be quite bad enough. This Teflon-like creep has taken cash from anyone who’ll hand it over and used rooms in The Washington Hotel in Mayfair to enjoy a bit of fun with rent boys. Now, it seems, his fellow MP sister is joining in on his tawdry money grabbing gig and moaned about having her holidays docked.
That MPs get “half-term breaks” is appalling (our view is: “Make them work like the rest of the populous year round”) but Valerie Vaz thinks differently. Yesterday in the House of Commons, this reprehensible woman bleated on about the cancelling of a week’s recess and announced: “I can’t possibly understand what Members are going through with this announcement… What provision will be given to [MPs who have children?] It cannot be right that Honourable Members have to support their children without the Government stepping in and providing proper provision for it.”
In all seriousness, with the nation wanting a solution to Britain’s Brexit chaos, Miss Vaz should be given the sack by the Labour Party. This lazy, out-of-touch wench, just like her brother – whose wife wanted to “smash crockery over his head” over his deviant extracurricular activities – is not fit to represent the public. It is time to call in Rentokil: Valerie Vaz and her shameless brother need to be dispatched with urgently.
Rat-like party crasher David Pun puts in an appearance at the ‘Mayfair Times’ Awards at Claridge’s
Last night, at Claridge’s, blagger and ligger David Pun put in appearance for the Mayfair Times Awards 2019.
No doubt pretending to be a director of Harvey Nichols, Peninsula Hotels and an architect also, Pun sported his signature bow tie and reportedly ate and drank more than anyone in sight.
The ludicrous business cards of London’s leading liggers David Pun and Marie-Claire, ‘Baroness’ von Alvensleben
With a New Year upon us, event hosts should be reminded of the menace of this degenerate. This rat-like creature should not be welcomed by polite society but instead relegated back to the bus shelter in Hammersmith where he belongs.
‘The Steeple Times’ highlights Knightsbridge’s worst nuisance neighbour; meet hotel and leisure fund manager Jochen Schaefer-Suren
Jochen Schaefer-Suren clearly is someone with a passion for harbouring a grudge and an individual prone to intimidating others.
Yesterday, at Kensington Town Hall, this cowardly individual failed to personally to turn up in a case lawyers for him and his landlord had encouraged against a perfectly decent restaurateur named ‘Adriano’ Basha Bashkim and his fine establishment Giovanni.
Supposed bigshot of the business world Schaefer-Suren – a prat who surprisingly, himself, is in the hospitality sector and CEO of the hotel and leisure division of a firm called Principal – moved to a house he rented (yet despite his supposedly grand credentials does not own) in Yeoman’s Row in December 2017.
Giovanni restaurant
The weed infested frontage of the home of “The Knightsbridge Nuisance” Jochen Schaefer-Suren
He, like the occupants of the five other houses directly opposite Giovanni, knew he would be living in close proximity to a premises that has been the site of a restaurant for 45 years. He also likely got a substantial discount on his rent as result, but what did Schaefer-Suren do? This cowardly cretin did not establish good neighbourly relations and offer to swap a cup of sugar. Instead, he went to war and photographed the owner’s children and customers like a snitch from behind his curtains.
Schaefer-Suren then sent bombastic rants to the Royal Borough of Kensington and Chelsea and falsely claimed that others in the street supported his campaign to close down Giovanni. Not a single fellow resident appeared yesterday in support of his plainly false set of claims.
Here is a “mouse” (most definitely not a “man”) who likes to be a bully boy from behind the confines of the door of his scruffy, weed infested curtilage (pictured above). Jochen Schaefer-Suren is a disgrace of the first order and we name and shame this pest and public nuisance as such. Why doesn’t he just move to Surbiton? He’d be better suited to living next to a suburban Starbucks. It’s not Giovanni who should be gone; it’s Jochen Schaefer-Suren.
Julian Assange achieves a new low by hanging out with a whack job Trump supporter who previously supported Black Lives Matters and Bernie Sanders
Julian Assange’s pathetically small ragbag of supporters are once again bleating and this time that bleating comes from the mouth of a most confused young lady.
In an article for The Gateway Pundit – a little known hotchpotch rant sheet that cites itself as being “Where Hope Finally Made a Comeback” and a publication that claims: “We report the truth – and leave the Russia-Collusion fairy tale to the Conspiracy media” – a Donald Trump supporting “political activist” named Cassandra Fairbanks claimed Assange’s living conditions are “more akin to [a] Stasi-era dissident than an award-winning publisher with asylum.”
“Social media star” Fairbanks – whose favourite quote is said to be “Build the Wall” in spite of her previously being a backer of Bernie Sanders – is, in fact, just like Assange in several regards: This queen of contradictions is a bit of self-promoting, self-obsessed sort and she plainly craves constant attention.
On Twitter, this Silver Springs, Maryland based former liberal tells her 156,000 followers that the “Federal court says ‘I trolled the web through Twitter’” and that she is “an information terrorist according to Wired.” She previously was said to be “distinguished for her liberal campaigns” but has now wholeheartedly U-turned and become a fully-fledged Trumpette.
In spite of helping to organise the ‘DeploraBall’ to celebrate the inauguration of Donald Trump in 2017, Fairbanks has also been involved with the “hacktivist” group Anonymous and once came out in support of immigrants by saying: “Why should an invisible line created by some [politicians] dictate where we can and cannot go? If I want to go to the beach at 11pm I should be able to. If I feel like rowing a boat to Australia, why can’t I just go?”
Cassandra Fairbanks at the White House
Previously a reporter for the Russian state funded news agency Sputnik News and also at one-time a supporter of the Black Lives Matter movement, Fairbanks lost a defamation suit in June 2018 against a former Fusion journalist, Emma Roller. Fairbanks had claimed Roller “maliciously” retweeted an image of her allegedly giving a white power hand gesture.
In her article for The Gateway Pundit, published Thursday after Fairbanks having visited Assange at the Embassy of Ecuador in Knightsbridge the previous Monday, the self-proclaimed “grassroots journalist” claimed his hosts were imposing “draconian” conditions on the bail dodger and keeping him in something “like a scene from the Stasi spy drama The Lives of Others.”
Refusing to acknowledge that Julian Assange chose his very own path is one thing, but that Fairbanks moaned about his hosts being “spies… even noting his general mood” is another. She refers to the Ecuadorians as “menacing” and “shadowy state actor[s]” and their embassy as like a “federal penitentiary.” In doing so, this plainly delusional woman ignores the most important fact: Nobody is forcing Julian Assange to remain holed up with people she views to be baddies. He could end this farce and he could finally do the decent thing: It is time for Julian Assange to surrender himself to the British police.
Russian born Max Hammet-Millay has benefitted from all the privileges of being welcomed to Britain; he now wants to pull up the drawbridge and joined the attack on Anna Soubry MP on Monday
In 2000, an infant named Max was plucked from an orphanage in Ulyanovsk in Russia by two gay men from Islington, London. They had already taken another boy, Renat, from the same place two years earlier.
Glenn Hammett and Keith Millay adopted ‘Max Hammett-Millay’ – as he became – and gave him a £23,000 per year education at the DLD College in Westminster. The boy subsequently studied biology at the University of Portsmouth and reportedly now lives in Camden Town, but sadly it seems Hammett and Millay came to regret their decision to bring him to Britain.
Max Hammett-Millay
In 2017, in an interview for the Daily Mail about his experiences with his two sons, Hammett announced: “There are moments I wish I hadn’t [adopted Max].” He detailed the behavioural problems of both of their sons and yesterday the very same paper revealed: “One of the yobs who called Anna Soubry a ‘Nazi’ and a ‘traitor’ is a private-school educated former Jeremy Corbyn supporter.”
Hammett-Millay, pictures confirm, was indeed amongst the “mob” who surrounded the Conservative MP and Remain supporter on Monday outside the Houses of Parliament and show him wearing a ‘Trump 2020’ baseball cap. He later took to Facebook to share an image of Soubry complete with a drawn-on Hitler moustache but bizarrely, in spite of attending an anti-austerity rally carrying a ‘Jeremy Corbyn for PM’ placard in 2016, has described the Labour leader as a “moron” also.
Plainly Max Hammett-Millay is nothing but a confused, spoilt brat and a wannabe Katie Hopkins. He should calm himself and learn to behave with a little more civility.
Some example of Max Hammett-Millay’s offensive posts from his social media pages follow.
