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 [...]
My Blind Corona Shop
No one's going to be leaning over the pub bar any time soon and ordering a pint of Corona. Time, it seems, has been called on all our social lives for the foreseeable future. [...]
The Hairy Eared Hound
Children's literature is the best. When The Son was growing up, I loved reading to him. I do a pretty passable #Eeyore. Some have even commended me on my #Piglet. That's another story involving [...]
The Long Way Round
What could be nicer than to live it up with a couple of friends, eat canapés (not part of my five a day), drink an immodest glass of wine, then work it all off [...]
It’s A Spaghetti Western
Storm Brendon, council Christmas tree disposal policy and a long walk home don't appear to have much in common. Put them all together and you can live through your own Spaghetti western. It's not [...]