Back in 1982 I started keeping a journal. I call it a journal because only girls and Samuel Pepys write diaries. I stopped last year, or the year before. Iâm not sure which, and Iâd have to consult my journal … Continue reading →
Most days when I connect up to the Interweb I have a look at the latest news headlines. Most days itâs the same old shite â the Markets are nervous; the Markets are reacting badly. Now I donât give a … Continue reading →
Got up a wee while ago to make myself a mug of tea. Put on the kettle. Sat down. Kettle boiled. Got up and decided to have a piss [to make room?] Came back in. Sat down. Reached for a … Continue reading →
Egregious. “Egregious what?” you ask. “Egregious nothing,” I reply. I just like the sound of the word. It deserves an airing.
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