My car packed up the other week, going into some sort of sluggish safe mode that made pulling out to the A338 Formula 1 race track even more exciting than my usual daily brush with death.
Always being one to try to support local businesses, I took it to a local independent garage in Ringwood called A M Autos.
Because there is more knowledge of cars in the left testicle of ant than there is in my brain, I have to rely on gut feeling when I ...
Cricket is a sport I love more than any other and as someone who has struggled to be able to master it in any degree as a player, I choose to study it instead, marvelling at the technique of those at the top of their game.
That is why I can't help but be saddened at the unceremonious dumping of the most flamboyant of them all, Kevin Pietersen.
To see him at his outrageous best was a pleasure like no other in sport and have no doubt about ...
When I am working at home I have decided that during my lunch break, I am going to go to the dump and go through the gradual process of unloading all the shit from the outhouse that came either from my old house, or has been ripped out of the new one.
I kicked off this new regime today by getting rid of a few boxes of unwanted stuff and some lighting from the "Elvis Pike Classic Collection" that the previous owners had put up, presumably to ...
I went for a walk in the forest yesterday with my old friend Nick and our respective dogs and predictably, the subject turned towards the hat-trick of ‘Operation Yew Tree’ cases that, coincidentally, came to court on the same day last week.
A glance at the news would have you believe that the trials of William Roache, Rolf Harris and Dave Lee Travis were all linked and very similar in nature when in fact, there are differences in all of ...
One thing that sprung to my attention today was that amongst the hours of wallpaper stripping, hole filling and mending leaks whilst causing several more, is the lack of social interaction I have had recently.
This became apparent today when I realised that the person I have had the most conversations with lately was a bitter and angry man who had taken enough wrong turnings in life to end up director of operations at the local refuse ...