Remembering the first time
I remember the day I started smoking. I used to cycle home from school with my good friend John [Names have not been changed to protect the guilty]. It was a long old cycle-ride and I used to stop off … Continue reading →
I remember the day I started smoking. I used to cycle home from school with my good friend John [Names have not been changed to protect the guilty]. It was a long old cycle-ride and I used to stop off … Continue reading →
I was browsing around this evening when I came across a sad post in Max Farquar’s site. Captain Haddock was a regular contributor to this site over the last few years with his welcome comments running into the hundreds. Naturally … Continue reading →