It has happened before with badminton, table tennis and now chess. In my youth I played all three sports to a very high level. By this, I mean I thought I was very good. It seems the delusions that have shaped my adult career were forged and set from a young age. At Tom’s 16th…
In the news this week is Kloe Kardashian – a ‘celebrity’ who grates on me alone for the spelling of her name and before I even learn of why she is making headlines. The Kardashians are in my mind of late because having just read and recorded Eclipsed as an audio book, there is a…
This week the planets really did align… On Monday in England, we were finally allowed by our masters to play sports again – the clocks went forward, thereby extending our evenings and daylight hours – and then the sun (which thankfully is not controlled by our masters and politicians) decided to play ball also by…
There might be many millions of writers out there but only a tiny minority who make a living at it. And for the large remainder, perhaps the romantic notion of just writing is enough? As ‘writing’ goes there is an obvious hierarchy; headed up by the professionals…. Those who write screenplays which become movies. Then,…
Continuing on with my spate of writing of a more personal nature, during lockdown, like me, many of you will have completed very cathartic house clear outs of clutter and accumulated stuff. Stuff we have no use for and are better off without. For this, cupboards/drawers need to be cleared and ordered. One of my…
Growing up it never occurred to me why the shop might be called Cherry Pye. A shop close to my home and selling all things erotic. Its large window festooned with mainly lingerie, saucy adult outfits and a range of adult toys like fluffy handcuffs and whips. No doubt, inside the store were more practical…
A rare thing this week when some work comes in. Not a gig as such but definitely work and very welcome it is too. Maybe not financially worth it but for my sense of self. It requires a car journey which I relish. I even hope that that Plod (cops, for my US readers) might…
This week I am driving my car (legally) with my wife, Nikki and Tessa on our way for a walk. Tessa is not a third person (illegal) but our dog. I only add this for any debut readers this week and the same reasoning applies to the words, ‘my wife’. I am driving within the…
You will understand why I did it though? Imagine the scene. I am sixteen years old, waiting to see a man who is not keen to see me. Mr McMahon. A man with a big responsibility. A maths tutor, handsomely paid by my parents and charged with getting me a maths O level. Two fails…
I note that Tom has a splurge of publicity of late with the impending release of his new movie Cherry and including a front cover for Esquire and looking suitably sultry. More on Esquire to conclude – the word I mean and not the magazine. I’m not much of a reader of such mags and…









