Great Expectations
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I awoke today full of good intentions. I was going to get up, get dressed and then have a leisurely mug of tea or five. Then [if the mood took me] I was going to scribble off a couple of … Continue reading
Category Archives: Around the village
All in a name
I was supping a few pints with Spanner the other night. He started wittering on about his nephew Vice Grip. I gather they don’t get on too well judging by Spanner’s attitude. I asked why he called the nephew Vice … Continue reading
Get on yer bike
I hate Cyclists. Now I have nothing against anyone getting on a bike and going for a spin down to the village or even a bit further. A person on a bike is someone I respect, and if I’m in … Continue reading
Death and taxes
I was chatting with Spanner down the pub last night. Nothing unusual in that, and the subject matter as usual ranged far and wide. Somehow we got onto the subject of the Inland Revenue. “Don’t talk to me about that … Continue reading
Stuff your Cornetto
I fucking hate ice-cream vans. Why is it that they can’t play a proper tune? Why does it have to be that ghastly racket that sounds like it’s played on something from the Pound Shop? It used to be Greensleeves … Continue reading