Wednesday 20th June - Travelling back by train to Leeds from London last Sunday I commenced penning a narrative from the comfort of my perch in coach H. A piece of work I didn't finish, it was an unashamedly ridiculous tale of the strategy I employ when selecting crisp flavours. With a packed coach on... Continue Reading →
Ill Thought Out Drinking Games
I spoke by phone to my son Jonny this morning, who informed me he was away on a stag do this weekend. Hungover, he confided through gruff tones and a backdrop of mooing noises he'd been cross-dressing yesterday evening..... Yes, last night he went out in men's clothing for a change! I'm not sure how the cow got into the... Continue Reading →