Tuesday, January 01, 2019

A Curmudgeon writes . . .

Welcoming in the New Year in Indianapolis.

Pissing down with rain for a day and a half and local wallopers setting off fireworks and firing guns on the stroke of midnight.


Saturday, December 01, 2018

Cooking on gas . . .

Oops, I did it again. (Owen's into Britney Spears at the moment.)

It appears that if I play darts whilst making the kids food, I will NEARLY hit 180s. Good to know . . . and the kids will just have to get used to eating 14 meals a day:


Friday, November 30, 2018

Happy St Andrews Day . . .

. . . to all the neds, huns, teuchtars, fur coat and no knickers types, the ninety-minute nationalists and the shortbread biscuit brigade.*



* Don't be offended. I'm in there somewhere, myself.