What I did when my wife was on holiday

The Mrs is back from France and the French were so upset they rioted for five days.  Luckily no such eruptions have occurred here since her return though I of course have had to adjust my lifestyle.  Whilst she was away I was able to return to my own ways – leaving...

Aldi and the delights thereof

  Somehow shopping, and the delights thereof, seem to have crept up on me recently.  My wife dragged me to Aldi, which is the new love of her life.  Having bought 10 bottles of washing liquid, 5 trays of baked beans and three jumbo-sized jars of vegemite, all of...

The Tyrolean Trip

Recently I had a friend to stay. In the 1980s I had stayed with him in Kitzbuhel where I learned to ski.  The last time I was there was in the mid-1990s when I took a fund manager to visit Austrian companies.  Sounds a bit obscure but they do have companies in Austria...

A Trip to the Dentist

This week I went to the dentist and the usual mask sign had changed: ‘Masks not required but encouraged.’  Frankly I have had enough of all this mask nonsense especially as it has been proven to be ineffective.  If I was the dentist the sign would have read: ‘Masks...

Cunk on earth

Last night struggling to find anything to watch on TV, my wife and I plumped for ‘Cunk on Earth,’ a mockumentary or spook documentary series on the history of earth.  Think of a history series like Simon Schama’s ‘A History of Britain’ with facts a minor consideration...

In the past bucket

A few days ago someone said ‘as smooth as a bag full of wet mice.’  A choice epithet and one so appropriate to the recent Harry & Meghan series: ultra-smooth and most probably one-sided.  The never-ending royal saga, which is hyper-ventilating the world’s media,...