Some time ago we bought LarryBStanding a toy – it was on offer for about a tenner at a pet store that’s no longer there, and it was a kind of football-thing with rope tassles attached to both sides through
The Dog’s Balls
The sort of really important thoughts that take place round here
The other night whilst washing baby bottles (because this is what I do now) a phrase popped into my head that I don’t think’s ever been in there before at my behest: “chief cook & bottle washer”. Hardly a proposition
Achten sie auf Heißeswasser
I keep forgetting to write about this, but I think you’ll agree – it stands shoulder-to-shoulder with any of the other quality content herein. During my 10-or-so years’ living in London one of the many & varied places I called
Raising one’s kitchen game – turns out the key is what you’re Wareing
I’ve always enjoyed cooking – it’s how I was able to negotiate my first tentative movement out of Mum & Dad’s house, through lodging at my cousin’s place in her spare room in exchange for being her live-in chef (primarily
5 more years of black mirrors
In 2009 I thought it would be gripping and insightful to write about all the mobile phones I’d ever owned. And then in 2014 it seemed appropriate to update the list with what had come next. So, another 5 years
The 10 Day Album Challenge
(Is it wrong to rip off and repost your own Facebook content?) During Corona lockdown the “challenge” has gone around as a sign of our times to post the covers of 10 albums that had a significant impact on you,
Whoooooosh!*
While surfing about and reading a bit about task estimation, I stumbled on a couple of things in Wikipedia which gave me pause for thought – you could arguably dismiss them as baseless aphorisms, but for the qualifications of the
The Fast & The Spurious
In the creeping march of reality catching up to Science Fiction (specifically, in this case, see the “Nosedive” episode of Black Mirror) I was… well, conflicted isn’t the right word…. maybe “given pause for thought” about a private hire taxi
Hey, what’s the story with the crisps?
Growing up in Australia in the 80s we only had about 5 flavours of crisps. And, of course, we called them chips. Plain, Chicken, Salt & Vinegar, Cheese & Onion, and BBQ. And there were really only 2 brands to
The birds of Gibraltar
You knew they were there. The keening and gulling was a distant but ever-present backdrop to the relative serenity of our balcony – punctuated sporadically by the rattle of a 35 year old exhaust train as the vehicle raspily exhaling