Spit and Nipples

Spit and Nipples

Two things happened last week that require some discussion. Actually, they don’t need to be discussed at all; if anything, they are the sort of thing that a normal person absolutely would not discuss, but both events troubled me and left an (admittedly tiny) scar upon...

The Near-Death Walking Experience

The Near-Death Walking Experience

Something happened on our family trip to Cornwall, back in May: I almost died. Now some people will say I'm being melodramatic about things and that I wasn't anywhere close to death and that also I shouldn't make light of death, or near-death, and to those people I...

Sunday Tittle Tattle: The Mega Hole

Sunday Tittle Tattle: The Mega Hole

I've had lots of questions (and complaints) about where the Sunday Tittle Tattle has disappeared to. It hasn't disappeared, it's just that the Sunday part of it seemed to be a bit irrelevant, seeing as though I can talk about nonsensical random stuff on any day of the...

How (Not) To Do Your Job

How (Not) To Do Your Job

I have something to add to the other week's rant about bathroom fittings that aren't fit for purpose - something that winds me up no end. And that is (drum roll please): hot and cold taps that have been put on the wrong way around. So the cold tap, marked "C", runs...

Sunday Tittle Tattle: Bored of the Flies

Sunday Tittle Tattle: Bored of the Flies

There was a news story the other week that horrified me to such a degree that I almost sealed up all of the windows of my house, never to be opened again. As far as news stories go, it wasn't even so bad; compared to the mass-murders, government-sanctioned violences...

Sunday Tittle Tattle: Not Fit For Purpose

Sunday Tittle Tattle: Not Fit For Purpose

Please examine Exhibit A above, which is a pretty bog-standard sink. Traditional - some might say boring - in style, but infinitely useful for holding water, which is its primary purpose, or for merely providing a temporary receptacle for water should you find...

Sunday Tittle Tattle: The Death Switch

Sunday Tittle Tattle: The Death Switch

I was going to publish this post last week, but then I realised that it was Easter Sunday and the title was inappropriately depressing. None of the post is overly cheery, I have to say; but keep going because there's a (relatively) positive end to all of this grief...

Sunday Tittle Tattle: A Hundred Million Voices

Sunday Tittle Tattle: A Hundred Million Voices

I have been overwhelmed by the response to my post about grief; emails, texts, comments and messages have been popping up in their hundreds - almost thousands - with the most heart-warming words and comforting sentiments. Perhaps the most significant thing I've taken...

Sunday Tittle Tattle: My Non-Relaxing Relaxation List

Sunday Tittle Tattle: My Non-Relaxing Relaxation List

I've come to the conclusion that I am physically and mentally incapable of achieving a state of relaxation. When I thought I was going to have four weeks off over Christmas (it was actually two weeks, strictly speaking, but four weeks away from "making content" for...

Sunday Tittle Tattle: Christmas Comes (Really Really) Early

Sunday Tittle Tattle: Christmas Comes (Really Really) Early

I've had a very odd week in which I've found myself plunged, rather prematurely, into a state of Christmas excitement. It started with the delivery of a pre-lit Christmas tree from Next (I can highly recommend one of these if you hate pine needles dropping everywhere...

Sunday Tittle Tattle: Why The House Move?

Sunday Tittle Tattle: Why The House Move?

We've moved house. Actually, we've more than moved house; we've moved halfway across the country, to the beautiful city of Bath. There's a long-ish story behind this perhaps rather surprising turn of events, but I'll precis it for you, because it's an arduous and very...