Changing The Past
The week has passed, each day doggedly following the previous one, as if determined to thwart my dream of making …
Being a good sport
The week has passed sportily. Wimbledon, Tour de France, Test match, rugby. Strawberries, cream, energy drinks, Pimm’s. The thwack of …
Memories, ah sweet wossnames
The week has passed, refusing all offers of help as it staggered weakly to its close. Tempted by an email …
Cover story
The week has passed, looking neither to the left nor the right, and scurrying through in the hope that it …
Escaping the world
The week has passed, relentlessly flinging tragedy and horror in our faces as if to say ‘Had enough yet? How …
Putting the ‘ex’ in ‘expert’
The week has passed, by recent standards, relatively uneventfully. On Friday, too late, it occurred to me that two weeks …
Habla-vous Duolingo?
The week has passed, for us at least, Spanishly. There was a moment, a couple of days into our Granada …
Dogs and death
The week has passed, holding its loved ones that little bit closer at its end than at its beginning. I …
A year ago today…
…it was cloudy. I have the photos to prove it. The plan for the day: up early (the emptiness of …
Billions of blathering buffoons
The week has passed, spending its time gawping open-mouthed at the events across the Atlantic, and pausing only to complain …