I feel happy! Alert the media. Well, I suppose I am alerting The Meeja (as it known in some parts of Kent) by blogging about it. Or at least,...

I have a cold. How I long for the old days when getting a cold meant a tingle in the nose which developed over a day into the usual runny nose,...

It is not growing like a tree In bulk, doth make Man better be;Or, standing long an oak, three hundred year,To fall a log at last, dry, bald, and...

We are having a spell of unpredictable weather. It rained heavily all night and we woke up to a wet and windy gale. The leaves are half gone now and...

It is not growing like a tree In bulk, doth make Man better be;Or, standing long an oak, three hundred year,To fall a log at last, dry, bald, and...