Errorists

I’m on a train on my way to London the day after another terrorist incident in the capital.

Funk to Funky

This week we took an important trip to scatter my mum's ashes.

The Sky's the Limit

This is a subject that I thought I'd get to rant about, was then pleasantly surprised that I wouldn't have to, but now they've given me good reason to anyway.

Olden Wonder

Crisps.

They used to be so much better back in the day. Back then you could climb a really high tower block to deliver newspapers after just one canny bag of Tudor and Monster Munch were at least a foot in diameter.

This Is the Aaarrrgghh of the Train

I know I've ranted about public transport here before and probably a million times or more in real life, but I've got a new story.

Down with the Sickness

The NHS takes a lot of stick. It’s broken, it’s underfunded, it’s stretched to its absolute limit, it’s a disaster, depending on what you read.

Two Peas in a Podcast

I'm assuming you're all readers of this blog. The very fact that you're reading this now tells me that you are.