Rather virtuously I was repairing little boys’ school trousers on Sunday afternoon when I heard this on Radio 4’s Poetry Please. For a moment, it stopped me from wondering what had become of my rollercoaster rock’n’roll life. The Birthright We who were bornIn country places,Far from citiesAnd shifting faces,We have a birthrightNo man can sell,And […]

“So he’s just like the Duracell bunny except that he’s not a bunny and he doesn’t have any batteries. Oh and he’s not an electronic toy. But apart from that, he is. Oi, you’re a Duracell bunny. Duracell bunny,” Boy One taunted Boy Two.It was the end of a day during which the boys were […]

I spent this weekend on a metaphorical island listening to the imaginary surf lapping along the fantastical shore, watching the sun rise and planning my made-up future. No I haven’t gone bonkers I was on a course run by the irrepressible Jack Black. I think they call him a motivational guru. Essentially it was all […]

I’m extremely pleased with myself today.I went to Comet and bought the wire dodah that I need to plug my MP3 player into my car.I know that in itself it’s not such a huge revelation but bear with me it represents much more: I know what an MP3 player is and furthermore I now own […]