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This weekend marked our second trip to Edinburgh to visit with Mark and go and see his football team, Dunfermline Athletic, the Pars. By ‘we’ I mean Nicktor and me. We set off ridiculously early this morning for our second … Continue reading →

Alick steals serving spoons. Apparently his bedroom is full of them. Uncle Les is forever clearing them out. I think it might be a mania…spoo-mania, server-mania, utensil-mania, something vaguely Freudian. It’s a bit odd and means that Mum refuses to … Continue reading →

A work jolly in Oxford. Had a very scary trip down with “Biggles” Pearce-Boby at the helm of his jag. One hand on his phone, the other at his ear…how the hell was he steering? Very scary. During the course … Continue reading →