Like many of us, I expect you may be suffering from the symptoms of ‘Rio-Drawal’. No more glorious daily avalanche of medals, no more newspapers full of smiling union jack anointed Brits and no more getting up at 1.30 in Read more »
It’s all been quite shocking really—‘never known another summer like it. It all started with Leicester winning the Premier league at odds of 500 to one followed by underdogs Iceland and Wales causing major footie upsets in the Euro finals. Read more »
I recently had the opportunity to spend a few days in hospital. Actually, ‘opportunity’ is the wrong word as I had little choice in the matter. I wasn’t feeling very well and so was brought in for a few days Read more »
So, in just a few short weeks, we’re all going to know the answer. Will it be a yes or will it be a no? This is probably the most important question ever to be asked in the UK. Like Read more »
So, as the family are gathering for Sunday lunch, I shall put on my nice smart cardigan—the one with the natty Val Doonican style grey diamonds. Shock… Horror… Ragged moth holes all the way down the front… it’s unwearable! Of Read more »
It’s that time of year when many of us traditionally make summer holiday plans. You can either do this online or offline. The offline method (the old traditional way) involves a weekend wading through several trees worth of colourful travel Read more »
And every year, he gets louder and louder… a large Rudolph Red sleigh with a couple of oversized plywood reindeer and a very jolly man in crimson sitting (or rather squatting) on a bench at the back going “Ho Ho Read more »
As I write, we’re in the middle of a late summer sporting flurry including Britain’s remarkable progression to our first Davis Cup tennis final since 1978 and the on-going adrenalin rush of the Rugby World Cup. Coming on the heels Read more »
Look up in the sky… Is it a bird? Is it a plane? No, it’s a drone. And not just one, but seemingly hundreds of the things—all with propellers flashing in the sun as they whine and whirr anonymously over Read more »
At school I often used to run out of my pocket money by the end of the week. The temptations of the school tuck shop and fizzy cherryade were strong and I operated a spend, spend, spend economy. Luckily it Read more »