The Curious Incident of the Dogs in the Night

They barked. That, rather than silence, was the curious incident. Eleven-thirty of the p of the m. I of course … More

A topless selfie in the snow

Her Majesty’s Meteorological Office faithfully promised us “heavy” “snow” with mist. We received soggy slush, and lots of no mist. … More

I don’t generally indulge in the fad for “selfies” but the light shining through the bridge behind me rather insisted … More

It seems to me as though it’s been raining torrentially for years. I went out earlier this morning and brought … More

A swift statement from Mr Justin Case – any advertisements that you see here are placed by WordPress, not by … More

The fresh enmoorings, for a day or three, while the Met Office makes some of the urgent adjustments to its … More

At last – a cakerista who gets the instructions correct for Spendmas. [See lower left-hand corner of lead image.] I … More

I still have a magnificent quarter-mile or so of open view from my bow, but – yep – rather akin … More

My childhood was a bit “boom and bust” in terms of the family fortunes. This is probably why I have … More

There’s a new (old) fuel-boat in town. Halsall is patrolling fresh waters, and nb BARGUS (also from Four Counties Fuels) … More

Humorous Protagonist A: ‘I’m not going to answer the door in my longjohns.’ Humorous Protagonist B: ‘I didn’t know that … More

Somewhere under there… Filthy beasts. Sunday eh? We’ve been promised some brightth today by the Metabiological Office, even some … … More