Well, you knew it was coming. There had to be a Christmas post describing the varied delights of the time of good will to all men (and wome...

OK so it's been a few weeks. I'm a bad blogger I know. I will take myself out back for a bit of self-flagellation later on to aton...

Well I'm back from the wilderness finally. I think. Maybe. We'll see. Fingers crossed. Touching copious amounts of wood. Oh lo...

What is worse than realising you are an 80-year-old woman? Realising that you are not, and will never be, an 80-year-old woman. For the last...

Without fail The Last Post makes me tear up every time I hear it played. Something about those notes, heard since earliest childhood, touch...

Have been mugged by that god damn trouble making wall yet again. May be time to hire some body guards. My own personal Grizz and Dotcom, t...

The Brandy Hag is leaving today. Her bags are packed and her tickets purchased. Her time is up. She is a relic of another age. The taxi ...

Oh Miss Muffin Top, my new and expanding friend. I don't quite remember when you arrived on the scene but it is clear that you are goin...

Sometimes you just come across something that makes you laugh. It may be completely juvenile, but it just appeals to my fogged brain today....

Today is a bad day. Actually it's the continuation of yesterdays bad afternoon and evening. I'm siting here looking at my computer...