Last night I was at a 60th birthday celebration dinner with a bunch of mates. None of us were yet quite alive when the last Olympics were in London but I feel pretty sure that, if we had been, we would have mustered up considerably more enthusiasm for the event than seemed to [...]
……. not when it’s a Swiss Army Knife!
In 1984 I bought a Victorinox ‘Office Suisse’ penknife in Zermatt. Last week, to my surprise, the blade snapped off at the tip. I note that [...]
It always amazes me when the British Parliament is held up as a shining example of democracy. How can that be even remotely so, given the structure of our legislature: a non-elected House of Lords and a first-past-the post House of Commons that benefits a 2 party system, where the leader [...]
I promised myself this year not to get sucked in again to the fortunes, or misfortunes, of Andy Murray at Wimbledon. But here I am again, on Men’s Semi Finals Day really rooting for the guy. But hey….
Ours comes early on Wednesday mornings. By 8.30 the surfaces are clean, the floors are rid of dust, the toilet bowls are gleaming and there are no dishes in the sink. As I said, it works for us. By the way, I did say that our [...]
The Ericle has no aspirations to become a restaurant reviewer but, as a recently enrolled member of The Blogosphere, our anniversary lunch at Pétrus yesterday suggests itself as an opportunity too good to pass by. In Michael Winner style, I could harp on about the view of the toilets that were afforded from our table, [...]
….but today is our 25th. This poem says it best for me:
NOT LOVE PERHAPS
This is not Love, perhaps,
Love that lays down its life,
that many waters cannot quench,
nor the floods drown,
But something written in lighter ink,
said in a lower tone, something, perhaps, especially our [...]
The grandmother of my children is internet-phobic. She also loves to read, and share, inspirational bits. So every now and again, and again, little pieces of paper fall out of her letters. This is the most recent one: