What’s It All About, Selfie?

Queace and piet. Sweetness and light. Love, love, love. Love is all you need. I think I’ll get dressed and … More

Don’t Eat The Daisies

The world at large has been slightly more peanuts than ever this week. We’ve had a pair of faux-celebrity ex-royal … More

May the 8st and Mr Stove has been lit. Not so much for reasons of coolth but to finish off … More

Alright, so (almost) nobody had a giggle at the previous post, fewer in fact than the post before, and fewer … More

Although one must admit, we could do with an other brick in the wall. I am well aware that few … More

Come the Glorious Revolution my inner hamster has an awful lot to answer for. I had a comestibles delivery booked … More

There were fireworks hereabouts last night, many, many fireworks. The oneth of January has turned out to be a ridiculously … More

Why are canal bridges generally so tight? When the canals were built these weren’t public spaces, the canals were a … More

Biennial bum-blackery, by Mr Bill Shakespode. Thank’ees most kindly go to Venetian Marina for the excellent job done. Cardinal Wolsey … More

We’ve gone from mellow fruitfulness (the reds and golds of Autumn) to the inside of a polar bear’s boxer shorts … More

…first of this year, that is, on which I encountered not a single other boat moving… Has Winter begun? The … More

I suspect ‘large dog’ and would hope ‘unaccompanied’ but I doubt the latter. There just aren’t any stray hounds in … More