Crown Green Bowling therapy

One of my favourite evenings of 2022 I have a new Jigsaw laid out and the conversation is flowing on the table to my right. “How big is the Caravan Ruth?” someone asks. “Oh, you’ll have to ask Graham.” Ruth then explains how big the awning is in the hope, I suppose, that this willContinue reading “Crown Green Bowling therapy”

Lifeline pen – parts 2 and 3 – The long goodbye

Dear Lucy, Shit’s getting real. That pen I wrote to you about recently – the green lifeline one (where I had the feeling, when it ends, so will I) – is literally hanging on by a pale, inky thread. Whilst I don’t think of myself as superstitious, I’m getting a bit concerned. I’m taking extraContinue reading “Lifeline pen – parts 2 and 3 – The long goodbye”

I meant “Neanderthal”

Dear Lucy, I called a man a Palestine the other day. Well, I almost did. I actually wanted to call him a philistine which, turns out, wasn’t even the right word anyway. It got me thinking though, about the reason that I wanted to shout at him at all, especially as I’m really not oneContinue reading “I meant “Neanderthal””

Be careful what you wish for

Dear Lucy,  I recently brought a brass lamp in a charity shop. I brought it because it was in the ‘this stuff is seriously crap’ 50p box under the till. The lid was missing and had been replaced by a stress ball that looked like a sprout. Its plight overwhelmed me – no-one would everContinue reading “Be careful what you wish for”

I just want some space!

Dear Lucy, I had coffee with a friend last week. He’s all for supporting local, independent ventures and so he chooses the location. I already know in advance it will be ‘one of those’ trendy coffee shops where, one way or another, I’m going to get a cup of coffee I won’t enjoy, feel generally insecureContinue reading “I just want some space!”