It took me back for a moment. To a classroom, the smell of Copydex, a pair of nobbly tights under sandal buckles and what happened when I rubbed my thumb on the silver top of the milk bottle. Usually by the time the plastic crate clinked around to me, the straws had been jabbed through […]
Farage, Lembit, Nubo, Clegg, Burley and pakora
New words for my dictionary this week.Hurrahumph – this is what happens when you pretend you aren’t even ever so slightly slightly miffed at not being shortlisted for an award such as The Mads. But then you see the high calibre of the shortlistees and make this noise. It’s no wonder you weren’t included. Take […]