When The Hangover Strikes….
I was reminded of this fantastic song (‘I turn on the tap but the water’s too loud’) by Squeeze while listening to David Lasserson’s version for jazz viola (click listen now, then scoot to 8.58 on this link if you can get it). And then, with magical synchronicity, I woke up with a bastard of [...]
Everyone’s a critic.
It’s Carnegie time again. Time to torture poor innocent children with books of so-called literary merit. Here’s a less than enthusiastic review from one of my teen-shadowers. Definitive proof that you can’t please all of the people all of the time. “Another year in the Carnegie Medal and once again another Meg Rosoff book. So [...]
Oxymorons of the world unite.
Garden & Gun Magazine. Who’d of thought it? You plant some beautiful Nepeta to attract pussy cats, then you shoot the bastards. You put out thistle seed for the birds, catch ‘em in nets and eat ‘em for lunch. Shy deer tiptoe into your wildflower meadow…kaboom!!! I’ve been away from America for twenty-two years now [...]
Patternicity
I ran into a woman I know at Waitrose yesterday. ’What are you doing here?’ I asked. ‘I’ve never seen you here before.’ ‘But I’m always here on a Monday afternoon,’ she said. I just stared at her. ’What, you always do your shopping on the same day? How is that possible? What if you [...]
Dreams
It’s been ages since I’ve had one of these dreams. It’s the one where you have to get somewhere and you miss first one train, then another, then when you finally manage to get on the next train, you only travel for half an hour before it catches fire and everyone has to get off, [...]









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