Sky West and Furious / October 25 2007
I was back in Sky West today – the hairdressing establishment on the market place where, a few months ago, I made a young trainee cry.
It was the same girl this morning who laconically invited me to sit in her chair.
‘Embarrassing trim, please,’ I said, trying to sound jolly. She did not react at all [...]
Motorcycle Morons / April 13 2007
I’m beginning to sound like an old curmudgeon, moaning about this and that, but here I go again . . .
I bloody hate idiots. That is to say: I do not hate the unfortunate individuals who are idiotic in the medical sense, but in the general remedial sense and more specifically, idiots on motorbikes.
To specify [...]
Telling Teenage Fortunes / January 23 2007
No.2 You will be picked last in games.
Who Do You Go Home To? no.5 / January 13 2007
I found myself – rather uncharacteristically – watching the local team playing a football match today.
I was passing the sports ground near Townend Farm with Audrey, and for some unknown reason, she insisted on dragging me through the gate. (Admission was only a very reasonable £2.50 and since the bar was open and the sun [...]
