the Boy on Top of the World

I live in a relatively small rural village. Its in commuting distance to London, but is proper rural. There’s fields with cows and sheep, acres {...}

I am feeling out of sorts today. Something’s not quite right, and I can’t quite put my finger on it. Nothing serious, nothing earth shattering, {...}

Food riots, a goverment toppled, Japan runs out of butter. A year ago would you have dreamed of such headlines? It is going to be {...}

I’m blogging for Gay Paris today. Well, not so Gay, its overcast and a bit drizzly, so positively heterosexual. I always take the Eurostar when {...}

I am not, up to date that is. Having decided to give myself a bit of a bloggy break I’m finding it increasingly hard to {...}

It was meant to be a fun weekend. Get away from the house, go do something. Origionally we thought we’d go do the tour of {...}

One of the things that always catchs me by surprise in life is those times you realise you’ve been missing something you hadn’t known. Take {...}

I haven’t known quite what to do with blogging lately. I am feeling stale and a tad on the boring side with my posting. I {...}

I don’t talk about work much, my employer knows I blog, but has asked me to be discreet. However, I’ve let some things drop. I {...}

So, we have had a sole male Guinea Pig for a while now, almost two years. We bought him when he was still an adolescent, {...}