Philip Schofield is gay – he came out today after 27 years of marriage. And I’m furious. Of course, I’m not angry with the presenter’s sexuality – that just happened to him, in the same way as his silver foxiness did, but I’m hacked off at just about everyone else. The Philster, he’s top of […]
On bad news and good news
It’s been a bit of a mixed week for Boy Three – culminating with being fired out of a cannon, cunningly disguised as a cement mixer (the cannon, not the child). He has spent much of the last week twanging with worry about coronavirus. Not surprising really as everywhere he turns, news outlets are giving […]
I’m grateful there was a mouse in my house
It was early and I was making coffee and thinking about gratitude. A bit like any other day, but with the gratitude. That’s a new thing to replace the usual round of improbable targets followed by self-criticism. I’m grateful there’s milk left I’m grateful there’s coffee left I’m grateful there’s food for lunch (and I […]
Be careful what you wish for (the back in the office edition)
The Christmas post
Here we are in the quiet between the unwrapping and the overeating. And as the rest of the world seems to feel compelled to write a festive message, usually, because I’m contrary, I don’t bother. Instead, I’ll tell you a story. Once upon a time ((the day before) yesterday), a dashing prince (the Panther) and […]