Monthly Archives: August 2012

How to make a complete tit out of yourself …

In my defence … M is not well and I am worried sick about her. Another friend is dying in hospital of the exact same cancer that killed my Mum. Overrun is no longer the way I would describe the … Continue reading

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Patriotism ….

I’ve been given some cause to think about patriotism lately. At the end of a very successful Olympic games, something I have to admit I was not being overly keen on, given the huge hole in our government budget and … Continue reading

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Hotels and hovels

Chatting to one of the cuntractor’s staff today was a bit of a revelation. He worked at the Waldorf Astoria about 10 years after I worked at another equally prestigious location. Both five star hotels in central London with a … Continue reading

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For my inconstant reader

All those nights of wine and stars And days of very, very different lives End here, in this silly room Both of us needing something From each other, finally Not able to put this aside now. All those years past … Continue reading

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