Yesterday was a Bank Holiday. And so, of course, it pissed down with rain for much of the day. Wimbledon is the only other event on the British calendar able to command such precipitous weather.
For many years, the current Mrs Masher and I have attended the town carnival, which is always held on this particular [...]

I’ve had cause in recent weeks to take the bus. It’s only a couple of miles to Peckham, but when laden down with a toolbag and several reels of cable, it feels like a hundred miles and so I’ve been riding the bus. It’s only a couple of quid.
I haven’t been on a bus [...]

I have had a drink or two, tonight, dear reader. In fact I would go so far as tosay that I am well gone.
The current mrs Masher has gone out to get us us a kebab so I thought I’d take this opportunity to say hello to one and all in my inebriated state. S’funny, [...]

My arm went alternately hot and cold, as the anaesthetist squeezed about four different syringes into the canula taped to the back of my hand.
“Night night” she said, smiling, “you’ll be asleep in just a few seconds.”
I lay there looking around the room, taking it all in, the harsh fluorescent lighting, the medical cupboards on [...]

Tomorrow morning, I go under the surgeon’s knife.
It’s now 18 months since I let a man take a pair of scissors and a soldering iron to my nether regions, so as to prevent issue. The procedure, as now well documented, didn’t work and I am to be found still pushing out live baby batter.
And so, [...]

Today I have been working in an oppressive sub-tropical temperature of just over 40 degrees.
Was I working abroad, somewhere exotic?
Nope. I was in the London office.
Where the air-conditioning was broken.
Again.
So at lunchtime, I went and sat out in the sun… to cool down.
It was positively balmy.

There’s this lady.
Her name is Margaret and she has the same surname as me.
A couple of years ago, I started receiving emails for her on one of my other - non-masher - email accounts, as the email addresses were very similar. Once I’d figured out her proper email address, I forwarded her mails on to [...]

“Sorry to disturb you, ladies and gentlemen,” said the scruffy chap as the train pulled out of the station this afternoon, “My name is Mark and this is my dog, Doughnut.  I know you’ve probably heard this all before, but if any of you could see your way to giving us some spare change, I [...]

As I write this, I am listening to the birds twittering and singing. My ornithology skills being virtually nil, I’m not able to tell one bird from another. But I can hear other sounds as well: a horse occasionally blowing through his lips (I have no idea what the correct term for that is!), as [...]

Yesterday, despite the inclement weather, I took my lunch and stood eating it under the Millennium Bridge - even when it’s raining, I prefer to get out and get some fresh air.
I’d been stood there a few minutes when a young chap came up beside me and asked in an accented voice: “Excuse me, Sir, [...]