As easter approaches, I’ve been remembering a delightful holiday the missus and I spent about five years ago. this piece is what I wrote about it. ******* An hour and a half north of my home lies the Forest of … Continue reading →

One of my pleasures is to watch reruns of old episodes of Colombo in the afternoon, while doing a modicum of ironing in order to keep Her Indoors off my case. Certainly I can think of more productive and morally … Continue reading →

I am the family cook. My technique is essentially one cleaver + 1 pan + a lot of inventiveness. In the remote past I read some recipes. We’re all alive, so I surmise the boy is doing good. I make … Continue reading →

Shirley and I are busy organising a family party. In part we are celebrating the 80th birthday of her sister. This brought to mind a short piece I wrote some time ago, which remains relevant. TAKING OLD LADIES TO THE … Continue reading →

Last night I received a surprise call from Feisal, an old friend from Sri Lanka. We keep in touch by Christmas card, but I haven’t seen him in nearly twenty-five years and that occasion was itself the first time in … Continue reading →

Last year I received a contact message out of the blue from an old friend, John Stinton, whom I knew from my late teens when we used to drink together at the Woodman pub in Ashton-under-Lyne. More than 40 years … Continue reading →