Boy, how I miss Question Time. The witty repartee, the razor-sharp cut and thrust of debate. George the Poet. The £22 billion black hole. Foodbanks, the statutory tranny, and the obese woman with the purple [more…]
A phrase lingers in the mind. In passing, Mr. DH — my colleague, a fellow Puffin to us all, and master of that mysterious gift known as the turn of phrase — once summed up [more…]
Wednesday 1st January 2025 – At Sea As usual, I was awake just after six, as seems to be the habit this cruise. I lay in bed for a bit and messaged “Happy New Year” [more…]
Saturday 28th December – Antigua (mid-cruise changeover day) I really don’t know why, but as usual, I woke just after six a.m. as it was just getting light, and we were heading into port. It [more…]
Tuesday 24th December (Christmas Eve) – St Kitts Breakfast today was in the MDR as my excursion wasn’t due to leave until 09:30 I was in no hurry. Once again it was a sharing table [more…]
Friday 20th December – Home to Barbados My alarm woke me at five, and I got up immediately—no lie-in, as I would probably go back to sleep, and that could be a disaster. Shave, shower, [more…]
Being on my own, I have taken to going on a Christmas cruise. The only problem is that single accommodation goes very quickly and isn’t cheap. I booked this year’s trip before going away last [more…]
It is a short walk from the twin towers, past the oldest house in Bologna, to Via Santo Stefano. For the most part the journey is under a colonnade of stone, cast in cool shadow [more…]
“You know there isn’t going to be any war,” said Scarlett, bored. “It’s all just talk. Why, Ashley Wilkes and his father told Pa just last week that our commissioners in Washington would come to–to–an–amicable [more…]
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