“I’ll get you a drink, Mum” said my 9 year old lad. This being the rare occasion of an offer, I allowed the boy to make me a brew of my favourite Lancashire meets Yorkshire concoction (Manchester’s Vimto with a splash of lemonade from Huddersfield Aldi.) “And I’m going to choose you a nice mug,” […]
More Than Just The Thought (far, far more)
“It comes to something, when you’ve got to be told by the bloody media and Twitter or whatever – to remember to be kind to someone,” a grumbly old sod just said to me. This person has a point. But on the other hand, for so many of us life today is super-duper fast. We […]
A Blanket Descends.
(Howling from the kitchen) ME: (coming downstairs). Go on then. Is that happy howling? 12 yr old GIRL: Noooo Nooooooo! He’s got in. Trump. It’s Trump! My God! What is WRONG with these people? ME: (that’s dumbstruck silence) 8 yr old BOY: (coming downstairs) What? Trump got […]
Listen Up. BBC at Best.
Me n’ mine have been asked to feature in the BBC’s ‘Listening Project’ on a few occasions. Thanks largely, to the matters that involve my family’s background, experiences, international work, kids and views on consumerism – and of course, our proclivities for nude rambling across the Trans-Pennine Trail … ok, ok – I’m joshing about […]
Champs, Tramps and Subversive Stories
Whilst sitting in the pouring rain, looking horribly like a smelly old tramp and trying not to laugh at the Umbrella-Wars developing between parents whose kids wanted to see the show and who were too tiny to see beyond the brollies, I got to wondering just *why* Danny The Champion Of The World has always […]
Champs, Tramps and Subversive Stories
Whilst sitting in the pouring rain, looking horribly like a smelly old tramp and trying not to laugh at the Umbrella-Wars developing between parents whose kids wanted to see the show and who were too tiny to see beyond the brollies, I got to wondering just *why* Danny The Champion Of The World has always […]
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