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 »
It’s been quite a time since I last braved the airways to take a short summer break. I’ve always tried to avoid flying anywhere during July and August because so many millions of others have the same idea. After I Read more »
We live in a country with a long tradition of ships and the sea. As an island we’re surrounded by water, so the sea is pretty important to us. In which case, I sometimes wonder in a laterally loony sort Read more »
“Baby, it’s cold outside’’—and so it was in 1949 when Ella Fitzgerald sang the song and the temperature reached 10 degrees below, but it hasn’t been that cold in west Dorset for the last three years or more. Of course, Read more »
I’m afraid this may come as a bit of a shock to some of our younger readers, but I don’t like Facebook. I use Twitter instead at work because you’re only allowed to write a few words so you’ve got Read more »
Last weekend on Saturday evening, I almost died. Well, to be more correct, I actually DID die—poisoned by sipping a mug of cocoa laced with cyanide. And I wasn’t the only one to meet an untimely end: a rich heiress Read more »