We have been beset by first world problem at the Palace of Bundance lately, most significantly the fact that a certain football match coincided with the Battle of the Bastards. For the uninitiated, that’s the penultimate episode of Game of Thrones for this series and is a Big Deal. So much so that Boy Three […]
On death, stupidity and what really counts
Life’s not fair when you’ve got siblings
My triumvirate of sons have one thing in common. They will all wail “it’s not fair” many times a day as one injustice or another befalls them. Almost certainly they have perceived that one of their number has been treated differently and, in the unlikely event that it’s not my fault, it will fall to […]
Don’t make me do the mums’ race… ever
Show me the Monets
The shame… “Oh no, madam. The Monets are at Kelvingrove, we’ve got Manets, and Degas and lots of other stuff. But if it’s Monets you want, you’ll need to go elsewhere,” the lady with the badge at the Burrell Collection said gently. But her kindness didn’t soften it, Boy Three’s face fell. We were crushed. […]