Seven For Two

By which I mean it just took me seven miles to move on by an apparent two. The services being…

Everybody Was Kung Fu Fighting

Those cats were [as] fast as lightning… Half past 0900 hundred hours o’clock and there’s already been one cat-spat around…

May we please have a two minutes silence in remembrance of Mr R Boot. Size 11, Boot was a splendid…

I do seriously begin to wonder if there’s really any rumour in the truth that sometime of late we –…

Stories for Humans – Bletherings. By me. Yours truly. Ian Hutson. If these figures are to be believed, the man…

There are advantages to being up before the Sun and out and about before it rises far. For one, you…

Had a party of drunk boaters steaming past here. The water of the canal signalled their approach long, long before…

How, one wonders, did the large back-board from a red telephone kiosk (the proper sort) get from Ellesmere Port to…

Picture the scene. You want to get in and away as early as poss-eeb-ull before the breezes pick up again…

I hesitate to suggest the building of anything on our remaining countryside but it does occur to me that we…

If all of you foreign types who attempt to take the Micky out of the English for our purported inability…

Went out earlier to squeegee the solar panels. Couldn’t. Can’t. They’re covered in ice. No wonder my first impulse this…