Don’t panic! Don’t panic! A new variant of the Corona virus has emerged and it is the Omicron variant, pronounced, according to some classicists, Oh – MY – cron, which appropriately rhymes with OH – MY – GOD. The very name strikes terror to the heart. Worse, it is a mutant strain (my wife reportsContinue reading “Blog 106. Told You So”
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Blog 105. Ready in all respects to receive visitors.
“Why have we been given a card marked ‘M’?” Thus spoke Mrs Shacklepin as we stood in a very short queue of about four people at the vaccination centre at the racecourse of the Big City. Adjacent was a far longer queue, snaking away to the door, labelled ‘P’. Earlier, as we had swept pastContinue reading “Blog 105. Ready in all respects to receive visitors.”
Blog 104. Torchy the Battery Boy
“You have done what?”Jane’s concern for my welfare was touching, but also a bit scary.“Um….I may, just possibly, have swallowed those old hearing aid batteries you gave me to recycle. I may have thought they were Vitamin D pills, you see”.She shook her head, more in sorrow than in anger.“I’m going to have to watchContinue reading “Blog 104. Torchy the Battery Boy”
Blog 103. My Little Spitfire
It never rains, it pours. Not content with the many and various rashes that it has suffered over the last two years, Jane’s body has now decided that it rather likes the idea of shingles. She now has two patches of nasty and very painful spots on her trunk and back, and her skin isContinue reading “Blog 103. My Little Spitfire”
Blog 102. Flip-flop
Well, that’s Christmas mucked up for another year then. Boris has just done another of his U-turns and the writing is on the wall saying Christmas Is Cancelled. Having declared in July that almost all Covid restrictions have been removed in England irrevocably, he came on the television the other day to announce cheerfully whatContinue reading “Blog 102. Flip-flop”
Blog 101. Esso Blue.
Senility is beginning to assert itself and I am appalled that it has dared to attack so soon after my 70th birthday. I have developed ear worms. You must have heard of ear worms. No, not those horrible things from the planet Zarg that they put in Chekov’s ear in that episode of Star Trek. Continue reading “Blog 101. Esso Blue.”
Blog 100. Mustn’t Grumble…
I have had a complaint. No, not a complaint about being a dangerous insensitive bigot, espousing the outdated views of the the 20th century (that position is still available), but for being too technical in my blogs. A friend of mine has commented that she enjoyed my writings, but found that about a third ofContinue reading “Blog 100. Mustn’t Grumble…”
Blog 99. Anyone Who Hates Dogs and Children Can’t Be All Bad
You know, it’s a funny old thing: we can put a billionaire into space on a commercial spaceship; we can put a robot lander on Mars; we can plumb the depths of the oceans; we can create a device that replies sensibly to questions when asked by voice. But we cannot produce a bootlace thatContinue reading “Blog 99. Anyone Who Hates Dogs and Children Can’t Be All Bad”
Blog 98. ‘Ping’
Nobody works, nobody goes to school. That was Jane’s sage observation when I complained about how busy the River Dart and our marina was, midweek, mid July, before English state schools had broken up for the summer holidays. She was, as ever, quite right. The NHS automatic ‘Covid Track and Trace’ system uses a smartphoneContinue reading “Blog 98. ‘Ping’”
Blog 97. It’s Only a Game.
Look. It’s only a game. It’s only 22 over-paid vacuous young men chasing a bit of leather around a field for 90 minutes. It’s not Agincourt. I have just seen two Daily Telegraph headlines that read, “Southgate summons the warrior spirit of generations past” and “I am in tears writing this…”. I didn’t read theContinue reading “Blog 97. It’s Only a Game.”
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