Write On

Hello dear readers!

Yes, the wanderer has returned, and in one only slightly bruised piece to boot!

I am of course referring to last weeks stag-do (That’s bachelor party for those Stateside). Now anyone who is familiar with these kind of events will no doubt understand the necessity to draw a veil over the details of the day itself (What goes on stag, stays on stag!). Suffice it to say that 12 hours straight of alcohol fuelled, karaoke crazed shenanigans left your friendly neighbourhood seated person a little delicate and very grateful that last Sunday was not Blog Sunday!

However, that is now all firmly in the past and it is time to address matters new.

Love & Marriage

Hello dear readers!

And welcome to what promises to be the calm before the storm.

No, I’m not talking about the recent atrocious weather that has seen areas of North Yorkshire hit with floods, and farmers dealt a vicious blow regarding crops and livestock. No, this particular storm is one that is more to do with Jack Daniels, social occasions, public speaking, and perhaps just a touch more Jack Daniels.

Yup, the next few weeks promise to be interesting.

The Unbroken Mirror

Hello dear readers!

Seven is a number that looms large throughout the human psyche, reverberating through folklore, suspicion, and culture both popular, and not so popular.

There’s The Seven Dwarves, The Magnificent Seven, Seven Brides For Seven Brothers, The Seven Samurai, seven deadly sins, and even seven golden virtues.

It crops up, again and again and again, and I guess that makes the subject of this blog one that contributes to the phenomenon because this time next week will see myself and my wife, Tina, celebrate out wedding anniversary.

I’ll let you guess how many years it’s been.

Going Underground

Hello dear readers!

Yes, after a slight delay caused by a completely expected literary festival, it’s time for the second instalment of our Wonderful Adventures In London (to be read in a loud and booming voice).

In this little snippet, there will be bus journeys, a museum, friends, the underground, and the third and final chapter of the three hotel rooms.

But wait! Where did we leave off in the first instalment. Well, if memory serves, we had just been moved from the Ibis Styles hotel and it’s spectacularly disabled unfriendly lay out to the much cosier Best Western hotel, that practically adjoined it and fallen into bed after a long and tiring day.

What follows are the events of the second, third, and fourth day of our mini-break.

City Slickers

Hello dear readers!

And so the wanderer returns!

Well, actually, the wanderer returned over a week ago, as did the wanderers wife, and, by a minor miracle, all the luggage too.

For those of you that haven’t the first clue what I’m going on about, I am alluding to our little trip to London, this Sceptred Isle’s capital city. There were thrills, there were spills, there were no less than three hotel rooms in four nights, and that’s just for starters!

One Step Beyond

Hello dear readers!

It’s going to be a quick one this week.

London, and my ever lovely step-daughter Sarah are calling and tonight, and the ungodly hour of 4:30 in the morning (yes, there is one. I checked). will see both myself and my wonderful wife Tina board a bus and begin the 6 hour journey needed to get there.

It will mean the next blog will be as full of adventures as my gut is presently full of take-out food as we take in the sights, sounds, and possibly the smells of the nations capital.

Now And Then

Hello dear readers!

Let’s start at the very beginning. It’s a very good place to start. (Or so a certain overly cheerful nun would have us believe anyway). The trouble is, I’m no longer sure where that is.

The last couple of weeks have been pretty good you see, weather-wise, at least, and that has seen your friendly neighbourhood blogger indulge in one of his favourite pastimes, namely doing a whole lot of nothing.

I’ve taken to rising at my accustomed hour of far too early in the morning, and transporting my breakfast, a pot of coffee, my dog, and my book into the newly furnished back garden to soak up a little of this should-probably-be-seasonal sunshine. It’s led me to do a lot of reading and a lot of thinking (yeah I know, never a good thing), and it is upon the latter subject I’d like to write today.