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
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MY SON KEEPS BEATING ME!
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!
ONE OF LIFE’S LITTLE IRRITATIONS
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
FOR SKIN AS SOFT AS A BABY’S…?
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…?
An Interesting Monday
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
A Cup of Tea and Dog Farts
My morning began quite normally, with Ziggy bringing me a cup of tea in bed just before he watches the 08:00 news on the telly. It is customary for me to take my daily medications with said tea before settling back down for another half hour’s kip, depending on what time I went to bed … Continue reading A Cup of Tea and Dog Farts
Flat Water
Well what fun that was. If I ever tell you that I’m going to go to the cinema, please ask me if I have sufficiently researched the film I’m going to see. And if I say “Oh, yes, it’s won lots of Oscars”, just ask me “what is the shape of water?”. That’ll bring me … Continue reading Flat Water
