Thomas Nicholson Behind my house, looking up the hill – and into the past – I can watch him or what’s left, in an iron basket, dancing a helm wind jig, shirt tatters fluttering. I think I can see the ripples of the air around the gibbet – his and the man he murdered. You […]
Weaning can be fun – and other big fat lies
This week’s half-arsed sorting out took the form of clearing book cases and checking whether any of those online book buying businesses were interested in paying hard cash. You’ll notice that I was vague about who was doing the actual work of this decluttering as it wasn’t me. Boy One was tasked with this important […]
How do you help someone with Asperger’s choose a university course?
Boy One is now in sixth year and working very hard towards an impressive batch of exams. In fact, his results would probably be enough to get him into further education without too much effort. I’m very proud of him, he’s doing so much better than anyone could have predicted. He’s an Explorer Scout, he’s […]