We’ve cancelled the milk and emptied the fridge.
Packed our bags and buried the cat.
I’d love to stay and chat but there’s a plane in Heathrow with my name on it.
I’ll bore you with all the details next month.
And remember: La pluma de mi tío está sobre la mesa.
As. You. Well. Know.

“Paul has invited you to be his friend on Facebook…”
Dear Paul, like you, I am 47 years old, not 14.  As such, I don’t ‘do’ Facebook.  Further to that, we have been friends for more years than I can remember; we email each other regularly and often talk on the electric telephone. I am aware [...]

It’s attrocious that our troops are fighting in Afghanistan, not just to defeat the Taliban, but also to protect an obviously corrupt government. A government that besides being corrupt, must also live in the Dark Ages.
For how else could they pass a bill such as this?
On a more positive note though, maybe I should instigate [...]

The rest of the family return from their holiday today, so, no more lounging around for me.
But, they return to a house that is just as tidy as they left it (marginally tidier, in fact); that still has the same food in the cupboards (I had a lot of takeaways!) and still has the same [...]

Having the bladder of a small boy can be quite awkward sometimes.
It’s rare that the current Mrs Masher and I get to go to the pictures nowadays, but when we do I always make sure I have an aisle seat, as a trip to the loo is pretty much an inevitability.
But I always have the [...]

The missus has taken the kids away on holiday to the coast for a week, so once again I’m Home Alone.
Normally - when she does this sort of thing - I take the opportunity to do some decorating or some such: something that’s easier to do when there are no kids about.
But this week, I [...]

Peterborough. Leicester. Nottingham. Leamington Spa. Colchester. Ipswich. Cambridge.
Become a contractor and see the world! Well, East Anglia, maybe.
I’ve neglected to mention here that I have a new job. I started last week. Still contracting my services out, but no longer on telephony. I’m now back working in telly… or to be more precise: Video On [...]

I took the kids swimming yesterday.
There was a bunch of young lads - all aged about 15 - getting dressed in the changing rooms, just as we arrived. One of them - very tall with the Superman ‘S’ symbol shaved into his head - was putting on a pair of wet shorts as he had [...]

When Buncefield went bang, four years ago, and our office got a bit blown up, many of the office-based staff were shipped out to other local offices. But there was a small group of us that still needed/prefered to be on site (I don’t think the surrounding offices really wanted us anyway - especially after [...]