the Boy on Top of the World

You know youve been blogging for a while when you blog about any annual event and its not even your second go. Still, its a {...}

I bought a poppy this morning. I do every year, usually more than one as I often loose them. As a symbol it seems to {...}

Is tiredness a universal of middle age? I think without caffeine I wouldn’t function very well. Its not that I don’t sleep, I’m actually a {...}

“Your brain is inside here daddy,” My little princess points to her head, “and its covered by a really hard case. It has to be {...}

I have a definite love hate relationship with my house. There is so much to love. It’s a 1930 design, right on the cusp of {...}

I watched a not particularly fantastic documentary last night that still quite grabbed me. It was one of those train wreck shows looking at how {...}

Funny the things that get picked up on and commented about. A throwaway comment about someone who might be remotely famous, and bing, comments! Never {...}

Sorry, travelling last week, so blogging suffered. Had a good weekend though. One of the social pinacles of our village calendar happened over the weekend, {...}

I flatter myself that as a reasonably intelligent and educated individual I have an informed political opinion. I follow the moves and shifts on the {...}

The definition of comfort food is generally that which you were brought up on. Mum’s cooking essentially. Thing is I’ve learned all sorts of comfort {...}