I am writing and scheduling this post from a small exclusive party at the Castle Pockless, which is almost entirely devoid of furniture. The good doctor’s worldly goods have mostly been sent abroad on his foreign travels, and the man … Continue reading
I may have overdone it during my week in Armpit (RunKeeper confirms 45 miles in a month: a personal record). I now have niggling aches in my left hip and leg, enough to keep me awake which is not great. … Continue reading
Self-service cocktails again today; the theme is the best meal you ever had…
It’s time for another film: please add your suggestions below. As promised, Asta gets to pick. Then we watch it. Then we post about it.
Today I was in Bridlington. You thought Skegness was tacky? You ain’t seen nothing until you’ve seen the grockle shops and harbour-front cafes of Brid. The steamed-up, fingerprinted windows. The bags of shells for £1.50. The toddlers with stars shaved … Continue reading
Yesterday I arrived in Armpit after a five hour train journey in the company of the Small Boy, dropped my bags and immediately went out for a run. I have been planning this for some time; in fact it’s my … Continue reading
Newborka! has been around for just over a year now. Every now and then I fall into the archives and remain lost for days. Today’s accidental trawl through the ancient dust-covered tomes of our history has raised the following questions: … Continue reading
“Can I play on my tab?” “If a girl-brother is called a sister, what’s a girl-cousin called?” “Are all these people in my family?” “Why do they keep calling you Kaaaaaar-ren?” “Can we go home yet?” “Can I have something … Continue reading