Reading time: 2 mins “What shall I write about today?” I pondered to no-one in particular. “It’s a thought ain’t it” I replied to myself. Sometimes inspiration hits, sometimes it’s just a bag slung over a shoulder on the train, either way the jolt is the same and the kick start is enough to get your brain moving. Except…
Reading time: 2 mins So part of the Friday night story goes like this. Towards the end of the evening … er.. the early hours of the morning, it’s only me, a friend of Lesley’s (can’t recall his name) and her cousin Tracy that are left in the club. Lesley and Sid have just left, and the three of…
Reading time: 2 mins Note: They always say you should self edit, and whilst I’m no good at that I think it’s only fair to forewarn you that what follows is self-indulgent waffling. You are hereby excused from reading this post. I don’t want to delete it but, seriously, scroll down a bit to the next one, or pick…
Reading time: < 1 min It’s the end of another week, an odd stop start week for me, with some days flying past in a blur, others stalling at regular intervals before disappearing at the end of the evening leaving chores and tasks uncomplete. Still, that’s what weekends are for… Of course I will have to discount some of Saturday…
Reading time: < 1 min Arrived home this evening to find a large plastic coated woven bag on our doorstep, our new “glass recycle sack” no less. Already half full and in the garage as there is no room to store it in the house (well unless we did a little clearing out… but that would mean trimming the junk…