Weather Sucks; Wetherspoons

Tuesday 17th April - Yesterdays rocketing temperatures in West Yorkshire meant I was able to fulfil my much awaited re-entry into the world of horticultural maintenance. Solar rays bequeathing us warmth hitherto unexperienced in 2018. Heat of such ferocity if you sat close enough to a fire pit it was just about bearable enough to... Continue Reading →

Stealth & Commonwealth

Wednesday 4th April - Today, as I put pen to paper the Commonwealth Games opening ceremony from the Gold Coast, Australia, is playing out on the TV. As I start this paragraph six people (three men and three women) dressed in all white suits, not dissimilar in look to Hopkin in the 1970's TV series... Continue Reading →

Skiing Without The Adrenalin Rush

I've just been watching a BBC TV broadcast of the Winter Olympics from South Korea. Amongst the smorgasbord of snow and ice based sports, Auntie Beeb treat their discerning viewers to highlights of the Men's curling and slalom skiing events. I nearly penned the latter event as downhill slalom skiing, but on reflection left out... Continue Reading →

In The Shadow of Damocles’ Sword

The Sword of Damocles - An expression coined to describe living with a situation of constant impending doom. Four words evoking an image of metaphorical long blade dangling menacingly above an individuals head; a solitary thread all that's stopping gravitational force sending it plummeting downwards to it's helpless victim. I recently learned the term derives... Continue Reading →

X Marks the Spot

"......When you meet a gent paying all kinds of rent For a flat that could flatten the Taj Mahal. Call it sad, call it funny. But it's better than even money That the guy's only doing it for some doll......" Song lyrics composed by American songwriter Frank Loesser in his eponymous refrain from the musical... Continue Reading →

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