OK, so this article’s mostly about World Cup football. I freely admit I’m a fan but (even if you’re not a fan) be brave and read on because this page contains useful information for everyone. It’s also free of overly Read more »
…So sang Neil Sedaka in 1962, but I’m referring here to individual countries rather than individual people. Scotland breaking away from Britain, UKIP voters splitting from Europe, plus Russia and her fractious former Soviet Empire and the Ukraine in particular… Read more »
Last Saturday I felt in need of a morale boost so I quietly annexed a rather expensive box of dried figs from the larder which someone had brought as a prezzie. I did this without upsetting anyone in the house Read more »
I know it’s a very damp subject and everyone keeps pouring over it but I can’t resist writing more about our bizarre wet winter. There are two reasons for doing this. One is my continuing disbelief at the sheer volume Read more »
There’s been much talk recently about party political rebellions and new EU migrants—this time starring the good people of Romania and Bulgaria. It’s not their fault: they’re simply the latest in the European Ebay Free Boundary Auction and as such Read more »
Across 1 Seafood cafe buzzing on Dorset beach (4) 6 Wide Royal castle west of Beaminster (12) 12 Held in the UK in 2012 (8) 15 Stubborn offspring of a donkey and a horse (4) 16 Open this to run Read more »
With the growing debate about an independent Scotland, I am starting to feel seriously left out. It seems you can only take part in this discussion if you live North of the Border or are a genuine Scot. My mother Read more »
We need a larger letterbox at home. November is the merry month of mail order mayhem—the time of year when every supermarket, weekend newspaper, toy retailer and garden store produces its list of special Christmas offers.
So, I’m sitting here at my computer with a cup of coffee and a bag of sweeties by my side. My hands are raised over the keyboard and I’m about to start typing but… I’ve now completely forgotten what I’m supposed to be doing.
Only a few short weeks to go now… the agony of expectation, the excitement, the joy and the disappointment… I can’t wait… No, I’m not talking about Father Christmas and what he might put in my stocking. I’m talking about Read more »