The Litter Bin of the Mind

 WEEK 4 We've hit the final full week of  Things being done.  Is there any variety left?  Is anyone still following this?  Do I care...?...

WEEK 3  Monday 15 September. We went to pilates, and I made a passable curry for dinner.  But my highlight was going to the Sicilian Pastry ...

WEEK 2 The third in my series of six posts trying to give some idea of what this pensioner's life is like on a day to day basis. Monday ...

 WEEK 1 In  my previous post  I mentioned my habit of writing 3 Things that  made me smile every day, and that I'd follow on with furthe...

  BUT WHAT DO YOU REALLY DO? "What do you do?" We have all asked, or been asked, that question many times. It's seen as a safe...

  AUGUST, BLOODY AUGUST Hello September. You're welcome. Cooler weather, calmer city. Hockey is back, rugby soon to follow, and the wint...

NO HE ISN'T We went to see Miriam Margolyes on the Fringe yesterday. A wonderful show, the actor pouring her talents into bringing Dick...

A WEEKEND OF RETURNS In the eighties and nineties I performed in several amateur theatre productions. Acting both terrified and delighted m...

  LITTLE 262 That's her above. No, not the pushy wee fella in the foreground, begging to be taken away. But the reticent furball peering...

  DRIVING A DAFFODIL I'm heading towards one of those urban traffic calming things where the road narrows down to single lane and oncomi...