Ah, That Explains It!

This morning, while pondering the clothing best suited another day languishing at home, I noticed the arran sweater I’d adorned yesterday had all its buttons completely secured…… Ok, I admit it, it’s a cardigan, not a jumper. Laid on the bedroom floor, where it’d been unceremoniously dumped the previous evening, witnessing this sweater fully fastened…

What’s That Switch Do?

In the past year or so, I’ve often taken advantage of the ordinarily genial hospitality found in our UK hotels. My hosts ranging on the luxury spectrum from four/five star establishments to the budget hostelries where Lenny Henry dosses (on TV commercials anyway). One thing I’ve identified in these lodgings, regardless of where they sit in the quality range, is there’s always one bedroom…

Mystery Solved 

As the reluctant new head of the family, I recently took ownership of my dad’s key ring fob, This promotion the consequence of my dad passing last Wednesday.  The venue for the ceremony was the villages mobile library. The van a veritable goldmine of literary classics, amongst them a profanasourus, and an unofficial biography of actor…

My Kingdom For A Morse

The Inspector Morse author Colin Dexter is 85 years old today. The Lincolnshire born writer studied Classics at Christ’s College, Cambridge following a public school education and the completion of his national service. After graduating in 1953, he undertook many menial jobs, including one as a hat stand in his local pub, before starting upon…