Twenty 20

A quicker version of cricket? An indication of perfect vision? A Godawful year? Take your pick. This time last year, I decided to start writing again. I had no particular plan – previously I have written about one record per day for a whole year, but this time I set no parameters. I just feltContinue reading “Twenty 20”

Before the War

A long time ago, even before we became embroiled in what we now know as the Second World War, a little chap was born in the Royal County (as he now likes to call it, and probably always has, now I come to think about it). Precisely two months after he was born, war wasContinue reading “Before the War”

Choice

I’ve ventured into Costco territory once or twice on here in the past. It’s one of those places, a bit like/a lot like Ikea, which I kind of love and loath in equal measure. I go to Costco about every ten days, on average, I’d say. I tend to dash in, grab what I wantContinue reading “Choice”

Has Bean

Well, after 58 years on this planet, today I had a quite unexpected experience with a carrot. Yes, you heard me. A carrot. Let me leave that there for a moment. There I was, due to be in the Old Country for my birthday this year, but apparently there’s some bother with people getting sick,Continue reading “Has Bean”

Jazz

Nice! Shut up. I bloody hate jazz. Well, not hate. I’d struggle to actually hate anything, although I have to confess that the smell of stinky tofu has pushed me to the brink on more than one occasion. It’s rank. Trust me. Jazz, though. Don’t get it. In the car, I listen to the localContinue reading “Jazz”

Language

I was listening to something earlier and wondered when it was that we became so bothered by one of life’s certainties. More precisely, when and why did someone decide that it was somehow inappropriate to say or write that someone has died? Just imagine: Bruce Willis stars in the blockbuster, Pass Away Hard. Cutting Crew’sContinue reading “Language”

The End

I had no intention of commenting on this, but as I was preparing dinner, it struck me that it would be appropriate to mourn the demise of the UK’s membership of the EU. Here’s why. I don’t usually have breakfast these days, but now and again I quite like to knock up a pseudo EnglishContinue reading “The End”

Speaking of school days…

I quite enjoy mixing this up, so that like Mr Gump’s box of chocolates, you never know what you’re going to get (next). [Actually, that was a daft simile wasn’t it? All boxes of chocolates I’ve ever seen come with a sheet to tell you what each one is… but let’s let that one slide,Continue reading “Speaking of school days…”

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