American euphamisms
There was a film on television the other night. Now I don't know what the film was about, who was in it or even what it was called. It was American and the flickering images on the screen keep Herself … Continue reading →
Monthly Archives: November 2013
Charity begins at home
I like to think I do my bit for charities. I don't have much, but in the grand scheme of things I have more than some so it's only right that I should do my little bit. My problem is … Continue reading →
The Black Crow
The fucker is back. He always arrives during the night, and I awaken to find him, unannounced and unwelcome sitting on my shoulder. There was no sign of him yesterday but then that's part of his devious ways of getting … Continue reading →
Remembering Kennedy
"Everyone remembers what they were doing when they heard that President Kennedy was assassinated" Bollox. That is one of those urban myths that annoys me because it is so all inclusive. Maybe most people remember, but not everyone. I don't. … Continue reading →
