Oh, Gino

I commence this essay sitting in the Costa coffee shop within the Next building at The Springs Retail Park, Leeds; a recently built construction which also incorporates a Gino D'Acampo*** restaurant. **** - Or Gino D'Campingstove as my spouse, with her quirky tic of mispronouncing celebrity surnames, incorrectly calls him..... Gino D'Acampo not to be... Continue Reading →

Do You Know The Frickley Score, Mate?

It took a while, but with perseverance, tenacity and a little pinch of pixie dust, I managed to get on The Cloud WIFI network at a local medical establishment this morning. It was a frustrating 30 minutes, however, I remained calm and collected throughout, only once reverting to the naughty word that rhymes with duck. My... Continue Reading →

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