My father was trained as a sharp shooter, not quite a sniper but somewhere between that and a regular soldier. Exhibiting better than average shooting accuracy with a strong sense of fieldcraft (as he did) [more…]
Monday Another Monday, they do seem to come round quickly. The decorators are back to finish off. I heard one tell Bozzie they would be done in two days. If they worked after 3pm it [more…]
First correct entry out of ‘the hat’ wins a GP mug. Email entries to me by 6.00 pm Sunday, subject ‘Crossword’. Contact here on email Last week’s winner. 133 – Technomist. Answers with next week’s [more…]
“We are all in the gutter, but some of us are looking at the stars.” Oscar Wilde,Lady Windermere’s Fan This article is inspired by other Postaliers who have shared the art in their homes. Lady [more…]
Following on from my previous sketch “Life in a Hungarian Village” I thought I’d expand on it for any Puffins that may interested in hearing a little more about life in Hungary from an ex-pat [more…]
After an extended hiatus, caused by any number of inconsequential (and not so inconsequential things), I’m back. Hussar, I hear you all cry. There’s a wonderful saying, originating, I think, from the USA; “When life [more…]
Monday It’s very quiet here this bright Monday morning. No baby Wilf crying. No Mutt barking at Wilf’s crying. No Bozzie shouting at the Mutt to be quiet. No Little Otter telling Bozzie not to [more…]
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