Moustaches are amazing… Not just moustaches either: chin fluff, stubble, well-kept beards and full-blown Santa bushes are all deserving of the utmost admiration. Please do not believe Peter Griffin – Family Guy patriarch – when he explains what it means to be a ‘moustache dad’: “There may be more lap-sitting then there’s been, and … Continue reading
Picture the scene; a family of eight, gathered together at Gillingham train station, at the ungodly hour of 8.30am to catch the train for a ‘family fun day out in London.’ I use the term ‘fun’ very loosely, with regards to the fact that grandparents apparently have no concept or understanding whatsoever on how you … Continue reading
As I begin to write this review, I cannot help feeling almost at a complete loss for words (those that know me best will, of course, find this very hard to believe, but they will also know that, like good old Abe Lincoln, I cannot tell a lie, so they’ll have to take my word … Continue reading
I can remember almost every minute detail of those fifteen minutes. I may well remember them for the rest of my life – why? Because I let those fifteen minutes go all too easily. It was the train from Weymouth to London Waterloo; Southwest Trains… chunkety chunk, chunkety chunk, chunkety chunk… the motion of the … Continue reading
Last night, I dreamt that I had a child named Oscar. The next morning I flicked through “Unlocking Your Subconscious” from the discount store to tell me why. Its analysis was wrong, but I had expected that. I retraced the thoughts I’d had before I fell asleep that night, step-by-step as far as I could … Continue reading
