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Going “dogging” – and an unexpected spelling test

A hilarious moment on Saturday night at a house party attended by loads of local musicians. One of the performers, Keith, known for performing comic songs on the banjo, got up to sing a number called “Dogging”, about a couple who enjoy outdoor sex. The lyrics are very...

Sex, banking, cookery and leaflet drops

Being freelance is good in that, in theory, given a certain degree of knowledge, you can write about pretty much anything. The subject matter is as wide as your interests - and mine are fairly broad-ranging. Being a starving freelance is also good in that it...

Binge-drinking, curried goat and see-through trunks

The big issues of the day up the health club the past couple of nights have been Fancy Cakes, Binge Drinking, Crap Customer Service, The Difficulties of Obtaining Goat (as a cookery ingredient) in Surrey, The Dangers of Buying Used Cars, and The Importance of Buying...

Firing on very few cylinders – the day my head gasket blew

My head gasket blew last week. Had it not been for well-deserved trepidation about the likely cost of this incident I would have laughed, for I’d always thought head gaskets blowing were the stuff of sit-coms – a made-up ailment, like sprockets and overhead camshafts,...

Back to being a starving freelance

I’ve been inactive on the blogging front for a fair while because I’ve been working full-time for a publishing company, writing a daily business news bulletin. Somehow the complexity of business news and the pressures of daily deadlines don’t lend themselves to...

Almost-human intelligence in the steam room

There’s not much of an intellectual or cultural ‘scene’ in the town I live in. Indeed, some might argue that ‘culture’ and ‘Redhill’ were a contradiction in terms. But a lively debate on the issues of the day can often be found in the steam room at my health club,...

Crap in a bag – the hotel breakfast that no-one would eat

Breakfast, the adage goes, is the most important meal of the day. How I agree. Lunch, I can take or leave - I shovel some home-made soup or last night’s leftovers down and carry on working without really noticing what I’m eating. But if I don’t get a proper breakfast...

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