Animals

I don’t know about you (well, I do actually), but every so often a word, or rather its use, gets my goat. And I don’t even own a goat.

For some reason, possibly to do with cricket, I keep waking up humming the melody to Football’s Coming Home – specifically the lines ‘Three lions on a shirt’. It’s a [...]

I’ve been toying with the idea of becoming a Buddhist. Well, why not? You’ve only got one life. It fits with my recent efforts to recondition myself off meat – a campaign that was [...]

If, like me, you’ve spent years trying to glue the arms back on your kids’ toys or fix the wooden chairs that collapse into match wood every time your Aunty Enid comes round, [...]

Sometimes you wait hours for a word to present itself; other times one just falls into your lap. So it was with this week’s word.