Who do you think I am,An old has-been,Whose victories are in the past?I accept my glory days are over,But boy, they were a blast.But I’m not yet ready to surrender,And let you kick me up the ass. You may think I’ve shot my bolt,And ready to blow the gaff,But you must be kidding,Having a giraffe,If…
The Sad State of Neighbourly Relationships Many years ago, I wrote a piece that included these sad statistics, saying that when surveyed, more than half of those asked said they wouldn’t ask their neighbours for help with anything. At the same time, 70 per cent admitted they didn’t even know their neighbours’ names, and only…
I chose to believe,That when my time comes to leave,And must I depart this earthly realm,Those of us, so torn apart,With broken heartsThat bleed but never did mend,Will find it’s not the end,For nature will make amends,And we will be whole again.
A Magic Chip to Solve It All? Remember when the government thought a tiny microchip would magically solve the issue of problem dogs overnight? Yeah, me too. If you weren’t a dog owner back in 2012, this might have passed you by. But when the then-environment minister, Lord Taylor, told the House of Lords that…
Sadly,It is one of Mother Nature’s unending laws,Today, I’d argue,It is one of her cruellest flaws. It defies all logic,My dearest,Of all dear friends,When she decrees,All good things in life,Must come to an end. That includes you,Our little furry sun,The light in our life,You shone like a son. And even as we hope, beg,Or perhaps…
Hollywood Meets the Countryside Did you know that Quentin Tarantino and James Cameron are bringing Kenneth Grahame’s wonderful, if a bit naïve and idyllic, allegory of the class system in Edwardian Britain up-to-date with a ‘bang’? A Dark Twist on a Classic In Grahame’s The Wind in the Willows, one of the main characters –…
The Job of a Picture EditorPicture Editor; not a real job, is it? Paid to study snaps! How hard can it be? It’s not as if you’re run ragged in Casualty, or toiling down a coal mine. I agree wholeheartedly. Even so, life as a Picture Editor is far more stressful than you might imagine.…
The Ceremony Begins You never picture yourself at one of these ceremonies, but if you did, it would be like this. Cold, damp, and overcast. Perfect. As it should be. I always feel that the sun has no place here today; it feels too much like it’s trying to put the fun into funeral. I’d…
By the time this is online, I will have no idea what latest nonsense has spilled from the lips of Donald Trump. All I do know is that it will be sheer and utter tripe—bilge water of the highest degree. Yet it will be deadly, such is his destructive stream of consciousness. Mad as a……