All this working for a living - albeit, just two days a week - has tired me out.
So, I’m off on holiday for a week, to french France.
This time tomorrow, I’ll be relaxing with a bottle of Beaujolais Nouveau (1973) and a cake of runny camembert.
Which will be bloody horrible, as I don’t like either.
See [...]

The wife and I have just spent the weekend up in Newcastle, attending a family wedding.
We had a good time - apart from the rather crap weather (such a shame for the day of the wedding) and the five hour drive to get there (six hours on the way home, because we hit traffic, of [...]

I sat down on the steps leading up to the Tate Modern today, whilst I ate my lunch. It was nice.
In the ten minutes or so that I sat there, literally hundreds of people strolled; ambled; jogged and ran past me.
I had The Tate Modern to my rear and St Paul’s Cathedral in front of [...]

People on the train are a funny bunch. That’s the deep and insightful conclusion I have drawn following my last couple of day’s commute into town.
The station where I embark is a fair way down the line and, as such, the carriages tend to be quite sparsely populated, even during rush hour. Two stops further [...]

I’ve been to work today.
Not the cash-in-hand jobs - of which I’ve had a couple - but proper paid work. For a company.
It felt strange after being off for the last 8 months, but I quite enjoyed the train commute into London - for that is where I am working.
So, who am I working for? [...]

Further to my last post, I found myself thinking about euphemisms. This happened yesterday whilst in town and I needed a pee. The sign on the entrance to the lavatories invited me in to “freshen up”.
I suppose an empty bladder would make me feel a bit fresher.
Maybe.
The American name for public lavatories is a euphemism [...]