Penguins and the Theatre

Here I sit, pondering life and how amazing it is, and why I, at my age, find it so much more interesting than 17 year old Horace, who droops around in a state of perpetual boredom unless listening to her type of music (which sounds just like the stuff I used to listen to), talking to her […]

Three Perimenopausal Women

Three perimenopausal women: Speak complete gibberish, Hear with difficulty and See only with glasses (Biggles, Upper and me), went for a cultural weekend in Stratford on Avon. We agreed to meet for a late lunch and I headed off in plenty of time to arrive at about 1pm. I was batting along the M40 in […]