Autobiography

There was an interesting start to my observations today, as I spied a well dressed, middle-aged lady approaching along the street. Her poodle had a...

When I was young, I was just a brute. Then I saw the world ran on loot. Even worse, it was all shoot, shoot shoot. I'd found the answer; our...

My grandma passed away last Friday. She was 99 and died peacefully in her bed after withering away slowly for the past two or three years. She had survived herself, and there was relief that she was free at last. However, we all feel older, lonelier, more vulnerable now. This, however tiny, is for her. And for my dad.

Over two months have gone by since I had my Bells Palsy attack, and I look a lot more normal now, although my eye still won’t blink, and my dentist...