Pizza The Breakfast Of Kings
It’s 10:30am on Sunday morning, I am still sat in my pyjamas and robe, have still not had a wash, or shave, and look for all the world like “the missing link...
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The Blockbuster Bargain Bin Strikes Again
While struggling into town with a bad cold to buy medicine, tissues, and food earlier I stopped at Blockbuster to raid their bargain bin for second hand vide...
The Adoption Journey Continues
This morning we were visited by our social worker, the social worker acting on behalf of our prospective children, and the social worker who took them from t...
10 Years Ago San Francisco
While looking through the attic for an old piece of computer hardware earlier, I came across a shoebox full of photographs - among them the long forgotten ph...
The Great British Pub Quiz
We are going to the pub tonight, to participate in the weekly ritual of the great British “Pub Quiz” with some friends. W insists she will be okay even thoug...
The Trolley Bag Morons
From small acorns might oak trees grow - and so do annoyances that could eventually end up with me kicking somebody to the ground in the middle of a busy rai...
What Light Through Yonder Window Breaks
Isn’t it wonderful when a day starts out well, turns into a steaming pire of excrement, and then finally bursts forth into a feel good evening, with reminder...
Working Late
Do you ever have days when the world slides off the rails, and no matter what you think or do, nothing really helps and you can’t see a way to make everybody...
The Face Of Tutankhamun
In order to protect the mummy of Tutankhamun against damage from exposure, his remains have been transferred to a glass box within the Cairo museum. While ex...
Autumn In Harleyford
I walked to work this morning, bedecked in fleece, scarf, woolly hat and backpack (carrying two laptops - I am mad).