During a fairly drunken session at The Windmill last week, my friend Miss T and I booked flights and accommodation for a trip to Budapest for four days in November. Such was the longevity of the pursuant evening in various Brighton hostelries… Read more →
Now that the nasty autumn weather has set in, I am having withdrawal symptoms from jetting off to tropical climes, which is what I usually do when the weather becomes rubbish here. Ok, I know I’ve recently been to Ibiza and Portugal,… Read more →
It is now a week since I arrived back from the sunny isle of Ibiza and here in Brighton we seem to be in the throes of weather fashioned specifically for the misery of autumn. Autumn is my least favourite season as… Read more →
Having spent last week moaning about the new school starting times of The Small Daughter, I have now had time to see the benefit of getting up so early. I am delighted to say that I’ve already dispatched The Small Daughter at… Read more →
It has been a very busy week at Landlady Towers. For a start, The Small Daughter started secondary school, which now involves me getting up an hour earlier than I have done for the last ten years in order to furnish her… Read more →
I was amazed on returning from Portugal to find the kitchen in a similar state to how it would have been had I been there cleaning and scrubbing all week. The filth usually in situ when I return from a holiday was… Read more →
I am writing this column on the return flight from a week in Portugal, which has been eventful to say the very least and climaxed with a late night dash to hospital. The Small Daughter and I spent the week in a… Read more →
At the beginning of the year, I claimed (somewhat getting ahead of myself, it would appear) that I would not be going on holiday as much this year as I had done in preceding years. Alas, it appears that I was completely… Read more →
It is already the third week of the dreaded summer holidays and The Small Daughter and I have barely done anything exciting. At least, now she is about to start secondary school, The Small Daughter is more independent and able to entertain… Read more →
When I came back from Cuba four weeks ago, the dishwasher was broken. I had left The Big Son in charge of the house (and, more importantly given him a rent reduction in order to do so) and he had promised that… Read more →
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