THE GOLDEN JOURNEY TO SAMARKAND We are the Pilgrims, master; we shall goAlways a little further: it may beBeyond that last blue mountain barred with snow,Across that angry or that glimmering sea, White on a throne or guarded in a caveThere lives a prophet who can understandWhy men were born: but surely we are brave,Who […]
Mrs Janes and the PM part two
Why have sex when you can blog?
Apparently social media has overtaken porn as the number one activity on the internet. It’s one of those frequently quoted facts that you can’t actually find the original source for. Or at least I couldn’t, and how would they know anyway?But there are bright bloggers beavering away all over the place on all manner of […]
Discount vouchers – a conspiracy?
Hard times, I know. So that’s why I’ve been collecting vouchers to save squillions on stuff. You know, loyalty card rewards and those printed on all the new baby information leaflets that have flopped through the letter box kindly offering me advice since boy Three was born.See there’s a big stack here on my desk […]
Handwriting – a treacherous business
Doctors’ handwriting was traditionally so bad they brought in computerised systems to make sure everything was printed and there were no mistakes and more advancement. My dad was a solicitor and his handwriting was dreadful but I think he had someone else to do the actual pen-to-paper stuff for him. I don’t remember anyone suggesting […]
Green is the new black, a Good Life moment
We’ve come over all Tom and Barbara here. The whole family – except Boy Two who was snoozing – were out in the garden installing our new Green Cone. It’s a brilliant idea.You bung all your food waste, teabags, peelings and leftovers – plus all that stuff that goes off while your carefully planned weekly […]
Would you put your money where your mouse is?
The Internet is a thing of wonder – we can make friends, learn stuff, do splendid bits of shopping, mildly spy on our exs, then express ourselves a little. And it’s powerful too. Foolish posters lost their jobs and their loves by blabbing about stuff when they should have kept schtum.Poor naive Gary Mckinnon didn’t […]