Monthly Archives: August 2005
Last Sunday, a man came over to pet Storm, our golden retriever. It’s not unusual. I?m pretty used to the ?oh what a beautiful dog? comments and while I dare myself to say she gets her looks from my husband, … Continue reading
I wonder if it?s FAA regulations to have a screaming child on every single flight, or just the ones I?m on. I dread getting a flight almost as much as I do going to the movies and for pretty much … Continue reading
Like most people I imagine, I was shocked by the leaked Independent Police enquiry reports into the shooting of Jean Charles de Menezes, the Brazilian mistaken for a suicide bomber. That a man would run down the last few stairs … Continue reading
What did that last entry mean? It didn’t even make sense. I just wanted to write something as a place holder because I?m trying to update my blog every couple of days and yesterday I realized I hadn?t. I was … Continue reading
Oh stand-up comedy, you remind me of my slightly pervy uncle brian who quietly slipped a shiny 50 pence piece in my trouser pocket when I was 11 and said he wished he was my dad.