Mysteries of the Deep

My borrowed coat gave up the ghost. It was no longer waterproof in the slightest, so I reluctantly went to an outdoors shop. The nice man asked me how much money I wanted to spend, hiding his disappointment well when I told him my price range. He guided me to the Highlander range, explaining the […]

I haven’t had a drink in nine days. I’ve started to think again, which can be dangerous. Mostly, I have been thinking about having another drink. People think this walking stuff is good for you. I beg to differ. Apart from not keeping my liver embalmed in a protective sea of lager, my waist is

Imagine your tired and it’s stoating down with rain, and you’ve been walking for five hours. You see a marker post which tells you that you’re on the right track, which momentarily raises your spirits about three millimetres from rock bottom. And then you catch sight of the centimeter tall lettering on the post: ULTREIA