As I was scrolling through the online comments below a newspaper article recently, I saw one particular comment that made me stop and think. So I noted it down, and here we are. I can’t remember the subject of the article, but the comment read something a little like this: “All this public soul-searching and
Month: August 2018
Ladies and Gentlemen, please let me introduce you to an old friend, and occasional foe. My lovelife. I should advise you, dear reader, that I could, and probably eventually will, fill twenty blogs posts charting the ups and downs of my romantic endeavours. However, I’ve been advised that my last two posts were “a bit
Let me start by apologising to you, dear reader, for I fear this post will only be half as good as it may have been. Reason for that later on. It might also be twice as long as it may have been. Reason for that – my ‘editor’ has swanned off on holiday for 2
I’m on holiday. If I want three eggs, scrambled, with bacon, and spinach, and mushrooms, and tomatoes, I’m going to have it
Was jumping on the back of a horse and galloping off to pastures new considered in the same in dreamy, romantic manner that aerospace travel is today?