Where a smile masks a city’s sorrow This a Tale from the Vienna Woods. A Tale told on a spring morning when, from the white cafe tables perched high on the Kahlenberg, the Danube really [more…]
Keith has been taking steps, rather large ones, as he attempts to implement the UK equivalent of the former German Democratic Republic in this once green and pleasant land. Much of what follows comes under [more…]
This is a tale of woe, a tale of lack of planning, of insufficient forethought and carelessness. It’s also a warning to all Puffins not to make the same mistakes as I have made, to [more…]
There’s an old Jewish joke about the elderly family patriarch whose grief-stricken family is tearfully assembled around his deathbed to pay their last respects . “Is Taubele there?” he mutters; “Yes, Papa, I’m here” comes [more…]
It takes a week to cycle from Penzance to Berwick. It took me 40 years. Because on the way, I wanted to include every town in England, in what amounted to some two years of [more…]
Monday Good morning folks, well it was a little chilly early this morning and the thermostat turned the heating on so there was a nice warm radiator when I woke up. So tomorrow nearly 2,000 [more…]
There are two schools of thought, volunteer for everything, never volunteer for anything. I knew a chap sent to the South Atlantic. At Mount Pleasant airfield in what the Guinness Book of Records describes as [more…]
Sally had left to play tennis by the time Dave had dressed and eaten breakfast. He sat in the kitchen thinking about the revelations from the previous evening. On Wednesday, he would have to give [more…]
Greetings pop pickers and please be welcome to tonight’s Fabulously Flamboyant Friday and another of our fortnightly mastications upon the marshmallowy pillows of musical magnificence. Tonight, dear reader, Ivory Cutlery (currently numb of buttock, sore [more…]
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