We were crammed like sardines in the early morning tube. As is often the case, there wasn’t even enough room for me to hold a book between me and my neighbours so I could not read; could do nothing but stand wedged between the commuters, swaying with them. Continue reading Nobody Else Laughed
It’s blowing a gale – literally: Storm Dennis – and I’m in a fairly seedy hotel (the cheapest I could find without actually sharing a dormitory). The windows are rattling. Above the howling of the wind there’s a whining coming from next door, in the room that shares what would be a beautiful grand curved window had it not been carved up. They must have a dog in there. Continue reading Touching
Got my weekly email from Natasha and there’s a link to some guy who is making money from people wanting to cure themselves of procrastination. Continue reading Procrastination and Barclays – a rant from August 2016
Memories of a trip to Vienna 5 years ago. It’s like looking through a telescope. Continue reading Oh, Vienna
My younger daughter was always taking things on. I was going to say that she was always championing the underdog, but that’s not it. Continue reading Other People’s Problems
She’s always very frosty, this nurse. Hostile, no eye contact or small talk. Today I noticed her crucifix, dangling at her throat over the top of the rollneck of her fitted woolen dress. I tried not to stare at her skin. Continue reading So, Have You Had the Surgery?