Animals
Larry’s Diary, Week One Hundred and Sixty
Monday Good morning folks another week dawns and I am getting used to being left alone in the flat much of the time. At least I can pop down to the office if I get [more…]
Satire
Animals
Larry’s Diary, Week One Hundred and Fifty-Nine
Monday Good morning my happy readers. Gosh that was some storm last night, there I was asleep happily curled up in my cat basket on my nice soft blanket when I was woken up by [more…]
Literature
A Shopping Expedition
AT THE SUPERMARKET I went to a prestigious supermarket near my home town in the south of England today and couldn’t find the aisle displaying butter. A smartly dressed man with a Brand label on [more…]
Animals
Larry’s Diary, Week One Hundred and Fifty-Eight
Monday Good morning you lot. When I woke up this morning, I had to think hard to work out what day it was. It felt like Sunday with the lack of noise emanating from the [more…]
Animals
Larry’s Diary, Week One Hundred And Fifty-Seven
Monday Good morning my merry readers. It’s quiet here still, apparently Bozzie is home from his hols, but staying in Chequers, although he may pop in from time to time. I have been reading that [more…]
Animals
Larry’s Diary, Week One Hundred and Fifty-Six
Monday Good morning happy readers. The temperature has dropped overnight, it’s still warm but it is a little cloudy and there is a tiny breeze, now this is Larry weather! It is still peaceful here [more…]
Animals
Larry’s Diary – Week One Hundred And Fifty-Five
Monday Good morning readers, gosh it’s warm again this morning and the forecast is for a very hot week. I think I might go on strike and demand extra Felix and chilled water for working [more…]
Animals
Larry’s Diary, Week One Hundred and Fifty-Four
Monday Good morning folks, another week in Westminster for me to report on. Bozzie was very late for breakfast this morning and he wanted black coffee instead of his usual strong tea. I suspect he [more…]
Fiction
Eternal Drudgery
Ostensibly, it appeared to be a significant improvement on Larkin’s usual choice of hostelry. Outside, there was no gaggle of wizened, gimlet-eyed daytime drinkers sucking on Superkings and grunting incomprehensibly at one another. There was [more…]