I had a small group of friends when I was a kid. My best friend, Ollie, lived a five minute walk from my house. My second best friend, Iain, lived further away, but he was as football mad as I was, so we got on. I used to go round both their houses regularly. I'd … Continue reading Two Tribes
A bottle lies on the sands of Bournemouth beach. There is no rolled up scrap of paper inside, recording the thoughts, hopes or pleas of a lost soul, stranded alone on a tropical island in the middle of the ocean, thousands of miles away. Which is a shame. It is in fact, simply the acceptable … Continue reading Aqua Media
I have a simple plan for life. It’s a loose plan in many respects, with lots of details to be ironed out at undetermined future points in time. But the plan has two fundamental points. I want to retire as early as financially prudent and avoid being one of those folk who find the Grim … Continue reading The Forever Home
The coronation. Where do I begin? I’ve long declared myself to be a ‘Status Quoist’ when it comes to the monarchy. That I sit on the fence shouldn’t be interpreted to conclude that I see merit in the arguments put forth by both sides of the debate, or that I am in any way undecided … Continue reading The Coronation
I like my job. But - and this is an unpopular opinion amongst most of my colleagues - I can’t help but feel our role should have been made redundant years ago. There should be idiot proof, super smart ticket machines in the booking halls capable of doing everything we can do and more. The … Continue reading Keeping Up With Driver Jones
Well. Twenty twenty two. That was quite a year. An absolute shambles of a year, many would say. It kicked off with soaring energy prices, followed up quickly with the Ruzzians invading their neighbor. Did anyone else notice how quickly the folk who have been fans of the US wannabe fascist in the 2016/20 White … Continue reading The New Year
It’s Christmas, not Easter, and so talk of the last supper should not be on a bloggers menu. But whilst Jesus may have had an inkling as to the where and when of his demise, for most of us it will come as a surprise. One minute everything is fine and dandy, and then the … Continue reading The Last Supper
The Mexile 