Neighbours Part XI

I haven't mentioned the neighbours for a while. Truth be told, there's not an awful lot to mention. Number 6, the flat above ours was sold, and the new person moved in. A youngish chap, but he seems the sensible sort, not the rowdy type. He's not made any noise to speak of, and that's … Continue reading Neighbours Part XI →

Year of the Cumberbatch

Twelve months ago I had only vaguely heard of Benedict Cumberbatch. Slightly weird looking fellow. A name absolutely made for the stage. I hadn't watched a thing he'd ever been in. What a difference a year makes. This is largely down to Mrs P, who became a fan. Female Cumberbatch fans like to label themselves … Continue reading Year of the Cumberbatch →