In my life, I have successfully fitted a few toilet seats. I am not sure what the collective noun is for toilet seats. A parliament of toilet seats? A smack? A crash? A clattering? No matter. The point being that… Read More ›
Television
One Of Those Days
There are days where things in my life go horribly wrong. Normally, whenever I interact with other people. Rarely, do I have a bad day that is self-inflicted. But, maybe, here is such a day…? Since my kitchen installation a… Read More ›
Dying For My Award
With award ceremonies in full swing, I’m reminded of the occasions I picked up my own awards. My early childhood was largely uneventful, certainly not a tale that could be converted into a Hollywood blockbuster to win any screenplay Oscars. … Read More ›
The Assassin
I woke early and did some mini houseworky things to make my flat more presentable. I even changed the bedding and hoovered the bedroom carpet. I’m not sure what I was expecting from someone who was just coming out to assess… Read More ›
Snooker
With the World Snooker Championships in full swing, I am reminded that, despite my valiant attempts to mis-spend my youth in a similar manner to the professional snooker players, I would never be as successful at the sport as they… Read More ›
Gladiators
The BBC has recently resurrected the show Gladiators. I first became aware of the show in the UK, whilst watching night-time tv in the very late 80’s under its guise of American Gladiators. I don’t know why it was called… Read More ›
Night-Time TV
It’s hard to believe that not so long ago, terrestrial tv would completely shut down and go off air overnight. The unseen continuity announcer would wish everyone goodnight soon after midnight – probably because his wife had said: “Please don’t… Read More ›
My School Golf Course
When the pupils at St. Nicholas at Wade C of E Primary School in Birchington returned from their summer break, they were delighted to see a 9-hole miniature golf course installed within their school grounds. The idea was to offer… Read More ›
The Butterfly Effect
I have no idea how it happened. To enter my flat, you have to get through a locked communal door facing the road, up a flight of stairs and through the locked door of my flat. All the windows are… Read More ›
Hostile Hotel
I had booked a ticket to see Simply Red in concert in a seaside town and decided I’d like an overnight stay in a hotel afterwards. I visited the town three weeks beforehand and saw a hotel I liked the… Read More ›
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