Birthdays – a time for celebration. A time for gifts. And a time to give people the bumps. Four things spring to mind about Carol and Jimmy‘s birthday extravaganza. The first is bellydancing. The second is a tray of ten B52s. The third is giving Jimmy the bumps. The fourth is that none of these […]
The end of a year, the beginning of an era Read More »
The thing that surprised me most about being kicked in the gonads during a sparring session a few weeks ago was how little it hurt. Or seemed to hurt at the time. It was the next day when the incessant dull throb of discomfort was visited upon my wrinkled retainer. It hadn’t been a good
My one inch punch – right after my twenty-four inch swing Read More »
They say you are what you drink, so I’m a bitter man. Well, during lent anyway. This ‘giving up lager for lent’ thing made me a wine, hurricane and B52 man on Saturday too. And a predominantly supine man on Sunday.
Jesus made me a bitter man Read More »
