Hmph. Some friend you are….

Right. So. erm…. And all those stupid things people say to attract attention before they actually start to say what they want. I should be cross. You’ll remember that in my first post for ages, I said that I’d be trying to manage my own website and my friend who lives half a world away…

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Bonkers Booksellers

I’m sitting in the garden, my feet up, tablet computer on my knee .. Oh, you don’t want me to push details of my life at you while you’re sitting at your desk browsing instead of working. Oh, you’re not? Well, good on you (this is where I would put one of those little smiley…

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US Presidential Elections: Clinton – making the same mistake over and over again and expecting different results

Clinton is no Einstein (and in any case, it’s extremely unlikely that Einstein said the statement about the definition of insanity) but she is bordering on the .. well, I’m no psychiatrist so I don’t want to use, and probably mis-use, a technical term. I don’t want to go into detail about Hillary (sic) Clinton’s…

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Sometimes even Trump can be right, ish

I’m almost embarrassed to say this but I think, if one picks one’s way through the misogynistic, racist, bombastic, ignorant and arrogant bollocks that characterise Donald Trump’s speeches and, worse, proposed policies, he does, sometimes, get something a bit right. But then he usually goes and spoils it by reverting to type. In 2013, in…

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Au revoir, la France. Je t’aime mais ….

Calais. I’m waiting for a ferry, sitting in my right hand drive car in a queue. My life as a resident of France is over. I’ve sold the house, my French car (and Starfish’s French car) and gone through the misery of deciding what boxes things were to go in and marking them for shipping…

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Cat Stevens : How Can I Tell You?

Just as the dinosaurs were dying out, I was on a family holiday with my parents in a cottage we rented in Scotland. Today, my world is a bleak as a downpour on a Scottish hillside and one song links the two eras. It was a stone cottage, with cupboards built into the walls beside…

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When I say I’m up to my ears, it’s not an anagram

Good grief. Silly news today, someone who went to hospital for a minor operation on his head yesterday woke this morning to find that the surgeon had sewn his ears to the graft site. The victim is old and has a generational problem with swearing. What he thought was bad is now so mild it…

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