Monthly Archives: November 2016

Yesterday, in Starbucks, I was surprised by Silvi, an ex-barista who left a number of years ago to give birth. I remember her being incredibly pregnant when she finally left and, I think, she had the baby the following week. … Continue reading →

On November 13 I wrote an email to Dave the Builder. The temperature in the shower would not progress beyond tepid. To say it was pathetic was, itself pathetic. The strange thing was that the water tap in the basin … Continue reading →

I tackled the terrace today. I moved everything, cleaned it up then put stuff back. I moved a couple of the trees around (following explicit instructions) and washed the table top. There was about four barrows full of leaves and … Continue reading →

So, today I was standing in Starbucks, chatting to Grace, when, suddenly, a grey Staffie leapt at me and clamped her jaws around my hand. It was a bit of a shock. Fortunately I knew the Staffie and she was … Continue reading →

What do Fidel Castro, David Hamilton and Florence Henderson have in common? They all died today. Interestingly, Radio 4 (and I expect every other news service in the world) didn’t stop reporting the Castro death. They dissected his life (and … Continue reading →

If you asked most parents they’d say that they love their kids; that they want them to grow up and have long, healthy lives. So you’d think that they would aim for that, wouldn’t you? I mean how hard can … Continue reading →

A while ago the Hop Blossom underwent a bit of a facelift. I’ve been meaning to post a photo of the new look but keep forgetting. To redress this awful omission… It even has a new sign and doesn’t mention … Continue reading →

After another lovely session at the gym, pushing the boundaries of a stationary bike, I headed into town for my milky reward. Upon arrival, Sue declared that she was no longer going to put my order on the sticky label … Continue reading →

Tonight Nicktor picked me up and we trotted off to Aldershot. While this was lovely, an added delight was the fact that Scotland Mark was down and joined us at the Rec. Of course we went to the pub first … Continue reading →