Humphrey Walwyn

It’s happened once again. It happens every year at this time and we all know it’s coming, but the shock of the event is still deeply depressing. Nobody asked me about it or if I wanted it to happen. Nobody Read more »

I suppose that all good things must eventually come to an end. I’m talking about this year’s wonderful hot summer which this morning finally turned into Autumn. The trees are showing tinges of gold and I, at last, succumbed to Read more »

After several weeks of blistering heat, our green and pleasant land has been transformed into a Saharan desert of brown and parched yellow. The sitting room and kitchen are too hot to enter and the previously cool larder is now Read more »

We live in troubled times—particularly as there are so many future unknowns. Shock Horror… By the end of 2018, who will be our Prime Minister? Will Trump still be President after the November mid-term elections? Will Brexit happen at all Read more »

So that’s another Father’s Day come and gone. The only reason I know it happened is because I got a card from our dog. At least I think he wrote it, but his handwriting is somewhat similar to my wife’s. Read more »

There you are, having a nice quiet discussion at a dinner party or at the local, when someone opens up their over-wide mouth and raises one of those ‘do not mention’ burning issues that not only divides opinion but can Read more »

After many months of ‘will they?’, ‘won’t they?’, my cousin Dahlia has finally decided to get married. For most of our family this is the long-awaited signal for general rejoicing, but for me it’s the time to enter a state Read more »

We all have particular hates in life. My sister hates a messy kitchen, my dog hates getting up in the morning and we all hate going to the dentist. My particular hate concerns skiing – largely because I’m no good Read more »

We all know by now that there’s just too much plastic thrown away every day. As the great David Attenborough showed us with dying albatross chicks and turtles, our oceans are becoming a huge polystyrene soup with added floating plastic Read more »

My first stage appearance was at the age of six—not exactly a starring role but a solid and supportive member of the cast. Supportive because my job was to lean on the cardboard stable door to stop it falling over Read more »