Long story short, we were on holiday last week in the Peak District with my mum, she broke her hand and I had to drive her back to Armpit. She’s in a cast and I’m stuck here for a fortnight … 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
Or, “Prezzugh” as it’s pronounced in Armpit. Continue reading
Featuring an aquarium and some gravy. Continue reading
Don’t trouble to read this, you already know how Karen feels about Armpit. Continue reading
A picture of a litter-covered northern beach. Continue reading
Even when the sun is out, Karen has nothing nice to say about Armpit. Continue reading
All ready for a long drive north. Continue reading