Animals
Larry’s Diary, Week Sixty Two
Monday It’s another week and your Westminster cat correspondent is back with a few tales (I nearly said cat tails). As usual, I sat on the papers after breakfast so that they wouldn’t be moved [more…]
European Union
Animals
Larry’s Dairy Week Fifty Eight
Monday I made a very early morning patrol of the offices this morning and spotted Mickey the Mouse out of his hiding place, but he disappeared behind a huge cupboard, through a gap that was [more…]
Economics
International Trade: The Currency Effect
The tenacity with which certain economic fallacies persist is truly remarkable. Take the notion that the euro currency is too strong for certain countries, notably Greece, Spain, Portugal and Italy, causing their exports to be [more…]
Animals
Larry’s Diary Week Fifty Six
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…]
Animals
Larry’s Diary Week Fifty Four
Monday Morning folks, breakfast with the gang this morning. While I had my Felix, Bozzie was allowed two boiled eggs, the Mutt was wolfing down some fancy dog, even Dom joined us for a cup [more…]
Animals
Larry’s Diary Week Fifty Two
Monday Good morning everyone and welcome to a year of my diary. I must admit I didn’t expect it to last this long. I thought you, happy readers, would have got fed up with it [more…]
Fiction
Joe Malone, Part Seventy
Ch 70 – Taking back control. Sandra Batkawayo was waiting for me outside the door. “The studio is this way, Mister Malone.” He began striding off down the deep piled corridor. He was a big [more…]
Animals
Larry’s Diary Week Fifty One
Monday Oh lovely another sunny morning. A delightful stroll around the No. 10 garden pre-breakfast before it gets too warm. I am convinced something has been in the garden overnight, there are some different scents. [more…]
Fiction
Joe Malone, Part Sixty-Nine
“Vanessa too, Bixby. She will go to prison as well.” He looked back to where she was still seated. She was watching us both. Puzzled by why we had seemed to argue over nothing at [more…]