My son Leon, aka my marketing manager, asked me this morning, “Can you remember when you last wrote anything on your website?” “No.” “Well neither can anyone else, because it was so long ago. Don’t you think you should do something about it?” “Yes. What?” “Why don’t you quote something funny from your next book? … Continue reading In Sight of the End
I swear on my life – which I value greatly – the article which is the subject of this story was genuinely in our local press a while back. I simply could not pass up a chance like this. I almost fell off my chair when I read a headline in the Lifestyle section of … Continue reading Cemetery Celebrations
I had a lovely Christmas, thank you for asking. It was relatively quiet, mostly due to the fact that Brad was missing. He and his girlfriend are in South Africa where they are spending Christmas at Mabalingwe Game Lodge with her family. I had a phone call this morning (Boxing Day) from a ‘Police Sergeant … Continue reading Small Black Plastic Gubbins
For readers who think my son Leon is a little sweetie, or those of you who know the older version and think of him as a lovely, smiley (not-so) young man, ever ready to lend a helping hand, think again my friends, because the little b@$!@~d keeps beating me! I kid you not. It’s … Continue reading MY SON KEEPS BEATING ME!
I had just finished my breakfast and was now trying to write. While I’d been eating a flash of inspiration came to me and I needed to write it down quickly before it abandoned me. The only trouble was, THE FLY. It had been zipping around me for the past fifteen minutes and was now … Continue reading ONE OF LIFE’S LITTLE IRRITATIONS
I’ve always thought I was pretty good with colours. I mean, I know the difference between lilac and purple, red and maroon, green and blue obviously, as well as black and brown. And I definitely know the difference between grey and blonde. I just needed to make this perfectly clear before I continue. I was … Continue reading FOR SKIN AS SOFT AS A BABY’S…?
Well that was an interesting Monday. Without going into a lot of background, Brad needed to go to a hospital in Benalmadena for a check-up on the surgery he’d had on his left knee. I was pretty familiar with the route to that place, having had my taxi services called upon on several occasions. One … Continue reading An Interesting Monday