Two weeks ago I was soaking up the sun in Tenerife. Yesterday I took on the wind and rain courtesy of Storm Hannah. The motorway
I’m writing this blog lying on a lounger next to the largest infinity pool in Europe. Not that I’ve got in it yet. Just dipping
This week I tried to escape from a nuclear bunker. Well a shack in the grounds of a nuclear bunker. And I was detonated. A
Just a few weeks to go before I can apply for my over 60 London Oyster card and get free prescriptions. Two stressful aspects of
January 2019 is no more. Welcome February. I’m recalibrating the New Year to start again. The days are getting longer, albeit colder, people are drinking
It has not been a good week. It started with an unexpected family death. The shock and the sadness is bad enough but throw in
Forty weeks into my sixtieth year. Only twelve weeks until I move into my seventh decade. A lot of numbers. And it is the numbers
The Christmas decorations have been packed away and the last of the chocolate truffles eaten. All that is left is a fridge full of cheese
A New Year. A time for resolutions and looking forward knowing that in a couple of weeks this year will feel very much the same
It’s over. The madness of pressie and food shopping. The celebration, the eating and, of course, the drinking. Christmas is done for another year. And