the Boy on Top of the World

Last day. Time to tidy the office, go for a long lunch with my best mate here (my other best mate being on hols), walk {...}

The Germans are the mechanics, the Italians the lovers and the French do the cooking. In Hell, the Germans are the police, the Italians are {...}

Other than the beds, there was much I liked on this holiday. First and foremost was just being with my family. Some days we didn’t {...}

We had a lovely holiday. A week first in Shaldon in Devon, and a second week in Fowey in Cornwall. Even the weather was good. {...}

I’ve had two boring days at work, and fully expect another one today. Hurrah! I haven’t had many boring days. Its all been a life {...}

Sorry, can’t help myself, a right old moan is required. Bloody work. Here I am, supposed to be having my feet up. I’m about to {...}

I’ve been doing a lot of reading up on broken collarbones. Fascinating and oddly re-assuring at the same time. In a way, doctors have an {...}

What a funny old weekend. Both pleasant and miserable at the same time. Though my princess doesn’t have her birthday for a couple weeks yet, {...}

So Imperatrix asked to know more about growing up in a commune. It wasn’t what most people imagine when they think of communes as it {...}

I am on the final stretch to leaving the current job. This week, the next, then I go on holiday and don’t come back. It {...}