Religion is an interesting proposition in our house. I am – using a recently discovered and the most apt description of all time – a “submarine Catholic“, surfacing only at Christmas and Easter. My dad was an “armchair Catholic “, arguing that God could hear him just as clearly from our house as from any Church…
Read More...Ode to Facebook (and it rhymes).
Dear Mr Zuckerberg I can’t thank you enough for giving us Facebook and its frivolous fluff. From fabulous felines and marvellous memes to pugnacious puppies and talented teens. From all the lost animals and those that are saved to children angelic and badly behaved. Best friends and selfies and women with tatts to worldwide obsession…
Read More...The Road Rules Rant.
I’m the happiest person you’ll ever meet. Really. Sunshine and light. The funny one. The eternal optimist (married, ironically, to the world’s greatest ‘don’t-trust-anyone-ist’). My girlfriend says my opinion on people is rubbish because I like everybody. That’s not strictly true but I do tend to give people the benefit of the doubt. Fortunately, the…
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