Unthought of, though, somehow

My Dad did it for years. The former Mrs S did it for a while. A number of my friends are doing it on a regular basis. Our mutual blogging ch...

This one's been in the bag for a while, as you'll appreciate if you glance over at your calendar. The Eighteenth Day of May's...

The cancer that attacked your lung last year, then moved to your brain, has finally taken you. We'd been given notice that the end might...

When it became clear that long cultivated NYC-related plans for my recent 60th birthday were destined to come to nothing, I decided to al...

I've spent most of my walking time over the past couple of weeks looking upwards in vain for any early sign of returning swifts, walk...

If I'm walking along the river, down the lane or around the fields, I'll never take any music with me. There are more than enough...

So my trusty Google calendar reminds me that today I should be returning to work following a two week stay in the Big Apple. The original ar...