Collecting
Pocket Torches
Following on from my article on pocket knives, here is one on my pocket torch collection. As with the knife article, I will focus on form and function rather than a lot of technical information. [more…]
Articles by Going Postal
Arts
A Rose by Any Other Name – A Beginner’s Guide to Perfumes
Even before I became obsessed with plants, I was fascinated by perfumes. As a small child, working on the premise that more is more, I remember mixing several bottles of my mother’s precious scents into [more…]
Arts
Mobile Phones in Schools, Friend or Foe?
So the utterly lacklustre Education Minister , Gavin Williamson a man with a personality that could challenge that of a stone and lose, has decided to ban mobile phones in schools. Well, I suppose you [more…]
Animals
Larry’s Diary, Week One Hundred
Monday A happy Monday morning to all you wonderful readers of my little musings. When I started updating you humans on my escapades and what I hear around the corridor of power nearly two years [more…]
Hobbies
Crossword No. 177
First correct entry out of ‘the hat’ wins a choice of GP authored book. Email entries to me by 6.00 pm Sunday, subject ‘Crossword’. Contact here on email Winner of Crossword 176 and a GP [more…]
Fiction
Jinnie’s Story – Book Two, Chapter Two
Professor Dirk Scholz asked politely if he could sit down. Jinnie saw he was standing awkwardly and said, “Yes, of course.” Dirk put both his crutches into one hand, pulled out a chair with the [more…]
Book Review
Book Review: Imagining A Murder
Once Upon a Moonlit Provence Night . . . author David Sedgwick reveals why he just had to write the story of a brutal, unsolved 1973 murder. Hands up who remembers the name Jeremy Cartland? [more…]
Fiction
Behind The Mask, Part Three
Sergei was at that moment in the same Middleton Coffee Bar as the event guests. They were seated and now, all face-mask free, as they ordered from the fine selection of free food and drink [more…]
Democracy
The adventures of Little Q – Mr Plinsworth comes to town
It was the morning of the 25th of June and little Q was dreaming of singing and marching. Mother had packed all the bags with food, clothes and drink when suddenly there was a knock [more…]