By The Book

Hello, dear readers!

You’ve got to have a dream, as Captain Sensible (And more properly Juanita Hall of South Pacific) once infamously sang, or how you gonna have a dream come true?

It is a sentiment I completely agree with. You have to hold ambitions, hopes, and yes, dreams, no matter how far-fetched they may seem, and as a bit of a dreamer myself, I’ve harboured such pie-in-the-sky pipe dreams pretty much all my life.

This week, one of those dreams will come true.

As A Parrot

Hello, dear readers!

Today, you join a sick, sick man.

This will come as no huge shock to a fair few of you lovely people, especially when the various definitions of the word ‘sick’ get taken into account, but nonetheless, it’s true.

And the horrible thing? The true terror of all terrors regarding my current under-the-weather-ness? It’s all my fault.

Mark Time

Hello, dear readers!

I think it’s fair to say that the last couple of years have been tough for all of us. Covid-19 has impacted all of our lives to one degree or another, affecting our working lives, our social lives, the clubs and meeting we might be members of, and even our access to sport.

It’s meant that, for a lot of us, the days have started to lose their distinction a little as one week melds into another with little variety or distinction. From my own point of view, as a non-working-benefits-claiming-moocher, the fallout from this might not be as severe in some cases, but it has still led to a feeling of one day being very much like another.

Not yesterday, though. Yesterday, you see, was my birthday.