Today I went to the gym – a generally civilised and wholesome place. I naively pitched up to do a circuit class – core circuits, no less. Usually classes have a lot of women in them and while there is sweating there certainly isn’t any grunting. If I bothered to think about it I would […]

It’s a funny old thing this blogging business. On the one hand, it’s not very much different to scribbling my thoughts in an old jotter and stuffing it under my bed. But, on the other, someone might actually be reading it. And for the purposes of this discussion I’m not talking about my eternally fabulous […]

How cruel is this? You get a child – a girl who’s not very streetwise from somewhere off the beaten track. She’s just 14 and doesn’t look a day over 12. In the face of old-before-their-time teenagers, her naivete is touching. She’s a pretty good singer with a powerful, if immature, voice. Her proud and […]

Actually there are some things about getting older I quite like.It’s probably part of Mother Nature’s masterplan – sort of compensation for the slight astonishment every time I see myself in the mirror. You’d think that eventually you’d get used to the fact that the person peering back seems to be slightly over-weight and a […]

I knew it was time for the holidays to end because the insults were getting more and more inventive as the children and I got more and more crabby.Son One wins the prize with his “big fool-headed dodo” while Son Two, the object of his invective, has developed an especially irritating Picachu impression.The summer hadn’t […]