I stayed awake last night to watch Cadel Evans stare down his first victory in the Tour De France. And I mean stare. His eyes as he sat in the starter’s gate were like laser guidance systems locked onto a … Read More
I really enjoy the Tour De France.
It is a travel log for people on Valium… or at least it’s a travel log for exhausted people who have had a frantic day and a couple of glasses of red and … Read More
I drove past the house I grew up in the other day.
The front garden seemed tiny compared to my memory. Perhaps it was that all the trees had grown up around it. Maybe this reduced the scale of the … Read More
There are phrases that are rolled around in conversations to make the talker seem more intelligent. Bon mots they’re called. Clever little drops that occasionally get uttered without the ‘as they say’ qualifier… so as, to some how make you … Read More
