Past My Sell by Date
In the holiday between Christmas and New Year the stillness of short dreary days is punctuated with bracing walks and meals. Perhaps its more accurate to say that this is the time to run [...]
Parlour Games
The Artist, the one who drives the Rollscanardly, told me that her family played a lot of parlour games when she was growing up. Her siblings were keen on the Name Game. That's the [...]
Through the Big Door
"Where's the exit?' I asked, trying to beat a retreat from Café Nero Piccadilly. "First door," my tea drinking companion replied. If you have ever been curious about what lives in the cupboards of [...]
Called to the Bar
The Grand was having his morning nap. The Son was working away in another room and not to be disturbed. The DiL got out her laptop and was busy. I decided to take myself [...]
Fags, Bags and Worse
The Grand can now walk independently. I have been surprised that he can out manoeuvre those of us who have more than half a century of experience on him, and should be able to [...]
Masquerade
If you attend one of the great masked balls of Venice, its said that you will not recognise your own reflection in the waters of the Grand Canal. With anonymity assured, anything goes. So [...]
Resistance Is Futile
The BF has taken up jigsaw puzzles. She's currently doing a one thousand piecer of the 99 most beautiful places she won't be going to any time soon. My neighbours have got cupboards full [...]
Blot On The Landscape
If I were a dog, I'd be a terrier. I'd be a terrier because I need to be run every day, or at least go for a really good walk. The blind truth is [...]
Etiquette for a New Age
Life has changed in the blink of an eye. Blinking, that well known trick of the trade, for trying to get clarity on a situation isn't working any more. So here are some helpful [...]