The Mountain Moves The Man

For the mountaineer, forced by poor weather to abandon his climb midway, the long walk back down is filled with disappointment, not for his failure to reach the summit, but the knowledge that, no matter what, he will never see it the same again.  Everything he has witnessed on the way up has already changed […]

Mr Bean Has Nothing On Us

If this story were a movie, I would have criticised it for its lack of plausibility.  Nobody has that much bad luck all at once.  Were I a superstitious type (which I am not) I would be trying to remember when I broke a mirror. The events below read like an inferior episode of Mr […]

Fraping the Barrel

I have a bit of a problem with a common piece of social media terminology.  The word “frape” is used to describe the action of another person using your Facebook account to post something, without your knowledge, which is usually humorous and/or embarrassing, and making it look like you posted it yourself. It is not […]

Corbyn Tween A Rock and a Hard Place

I never intended for this blog to be a place for me to air my political views and, in fact, very few of my posts have had anything to do with politics, but  it is just a fact that, right now, politics is on my mind a lot.  I have mentioned a few times in […]

After Manchester, a Time for Change

I have recently become very angered by captioned pictures, posted on social media by far right groups, of those who fought and died in world wars,  or of Enoch Powell, and conflating these with the horrific tragedy in Manchester.  I find this abhorrent. It is, in my opinion, hugely disrespectful to the memory of those who […]

Fact or Santa-sy

So – Santa Claus, St Nicholas, Father Christmas – who is he and what has he got to do with a celebration of the birth of someone who died centuries before he was born? As Christmas rapidly approaches I began pondering this very topic lately. Someone I know recently complained that Christmas is becoming “too […]

The Expanding Middle

I recently celebrated my 50th  birthday.  I am still middle aged, just more so.  The problem is that middle aged is a very subjective term.  There is no official universally agreed definition of when it starts or ends.  When I was younger I felt the point at which it started was earlier than I later considered […]