I used to fight with my brother about three times a day. He pushed me to the ground. We didn’t have a dog so I couldn’t break his water bowl with my back. And I was never girly enough to wear a necklace so he couldn’t break it. But he would have. Instead he shut – Read More-
I like to tell you EVERYTHING. I have no secrets, no shame, no common sense. Almost no filters. I NEED you to know about every illness, every surgical procedure, every thought, idea, love, hate, desire, what I eat, drink, the drugs I take to keep me alive, the ones I take to make it worth – Read More-
Football happened. And we won. Incredible how happy that makes me. Because this was a victory for Spurs, thus for me, for Antonio Conte, our money-chasing super-manager who threatens to leave every time we lose, for Harry Kane, because he’s special in a very special way, for Sonny because he’s wonderful, for all the people – Read More-
Last night, an inauspicious Tuesday in January, was elevated, hopefully temporarily, to its new status of ‘the best day of my life!!!!’ Because this is what it has come to. For me. And possibly many other Spurs fans. Arsenal didn’t even have to lose to have me leaping around the lounge in joy and excitement – Read More-
Well, Pele died over a week ago, and even with Spurs playing on Sunday, there’s still no contestants emerging to challenge for his ‘best player ever’ title. But scanning the papers I’d missed whilst away, I came across the Times’ obit supplement. Which is brilliant. Ok, they’ve had a long time to prepare it, he – Read More-
For anyone living on the correct side of the river, here in the leafy, lovely, little-bit-smug but ever-so-pleasant Norf, Gatwick Airport is where Bealzibub hangs out. It is a curse on modern transportation. Inaccessible, far distant, only approachable on roads you NEVER want to use or by trains which they don’t run at Christmas time. – Read More-
… do as the Canucks. I don’t know when, but long after the Aztecs left, just before Montezuma was revenged, yet way after the ‘Mexico 1970’ World Cup in which Pele was the star, there came a new invasion of Caribbean Mexcio resulting in a new dominant power in the area There was no war, – Read More-
I took this picture this morning at breakfast while Mel went to get her muesli, oatmeal, yoghurt, fruit and as many other healthy options as she can fill her bucket with. I waited for less healthy stuff to arrive. Figuring: I’ve got all year to diet and sort out any heart issues, vein blockages, arterial – Read More-
I have hundreds of tv channels in my hotel room. In fact, 237. And 236 are Spanish, French, German, Russian (?) or Japanese. One is in English. CNN. Which could be worse; it could be Fox News. But that’s in Spanish. Probably showing a Democrat bias here in Mexico. I don’t know. What I do – Read More-
The rains returned to this part of Mexico this morning. No problem, so we swam in the rain. It’s warm here anyway and what’s the worst that can happen? You get wet. But then yoga was abandoned half way through because it didn’t merely rain, it cascaded down in biblical fashion. And the instructor was – Read More-