I mentioned in a previous blog post that I was inordinately proud of being eaten by a snake. I know of no one else, alive or dead, who can boast that. Eve had a tough time with a serpent, now
The seven sighs of ageing
According to an advertising theme, there are seven signs of ageing. They name them as: Dark spots. Sagging skin. Dull, glow-less skin. Lines and wrinkles. Dry skin. Patchy skin. Open pores. Although not stipulated, this appears to be targeted at
The long and not quite so long of it
I’ve got one leg longer than the other. I’ve evidently been this way for years, since I stopped growing in fact, so I haven’t simply worn out the shorter one. I didn’t discover this until I went to a physio
Hell in all its fury
I don’t believe in hell. I’m not sure many people do. It is a good thing too as going by the various descriptions it is quite, well, hellish. I don’t want to go there. All that flame and pokers can’t
Shant
When I was a police officer, if I was asked a question by a senior officer I’d normally say exactly what they wanted me to say. It’s the safest way, although sometimes . . . I once refused an order
I’ve got queuing all wrong
Accepted wisdom is that the British know how to queue and that foreigners could learn a lot from us. Perhaps, but there are aspects to modern life that goes beyond such simplistic reduction. I have recently started going by bus.
I’m getting better
I’ve been ill. That’s why there’s been a hiatus in posting. I’ve been ill before of course, many times, and I think that’s part of the problem. I’ve only been very ill four times in my life. I had a
A Man of a couple of letters
I’m not a mathematician. I got a GCE in the three disciplines and enjoyed the lessons, but my major love was English. I can be pedantic when people confuse pleonasm with tautology, but then, who would not? I watch technical
Sally Ann blues
I’m not religious. I don’t accept or agree with any organised religion that I’ve heard of. I don’t call myself an atheist because I don’t think I should be defined by degrees of beliefs in what other men have invented.
Disappointing children
I do granddaddy stuff now. I babysit and take a couple of grandchildren to school and pick them up. These two are quite young, six and four, so are at the age when they can be a bit dreamy. My