A critique on things that annoy (not quite one a day).
Letter to the Delegraph… “SIR – My local barber recently closed in the face of competition – six new, fashionable hairdressers on […]
“Had a good Christmas?” “Yes thanks, quiet, you know” “Yes ours was as well, did you see Morecambe and Wise?” “No, Grandma […]
apparently the correct, woke, word/description is “recycling centre”. That’s not a sudden realisation, obviously, I am reasonably up-to-date about modern developments, it’s […]
Shafenaker is the name, and I’ll do anything rather than the job I am employed to do. Regular readers will be aware […]
There is a dog on the lawn eating a fish head. He is near a pond which does not contain fish and […]
Found on the road side on the way to the post Gone in a puff of irony.
Today’s Sunday Telegraph.
Thought our commuting days were over. A five minute run into Builth on the P and R. Brand new buses make for […]
In common with the leading Twitterati and Facebookworms we retired from the hectic round that is social muddle and enjoyed a nice […]
We get our own party of the royal visit here tomorrow, with any luck they’ll have a super drive.
