In search of a tree stump (part two)

Part two, in which I talk about Waterstone’s and holiday destinations. Continue reading »

Rolling on the floor, pissing myself

Every (old) comedian has a variant on the El-oh-el routine, and although I’m sure one of them did it first, I’m equally sure it wasn’t me. Continue reading »

Continuing my December tradition of only updating with pleasantries

We could do with a new greeting that intertwines grumbling at having to be in the office, a general feeling of bloatedness and a growing mistrust of turkey and tinsel.
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I knew him, Horatio

2B. Or not 2B, that is the question. Continue reading »

Language skills

In France, I don’t know my arse from my elbow. Continue reading »