Monthly Archives: November 2010

Like most parents we have been lying for years in order to protect Father Christmas. Last night we were busted when our daughter hit us with the big question at tucking-in time. Her question was straight and to-the-point, like she … Continue reading →

For a moment I felt like a character in a road movie who suddenly gets involved in a situation that will turn him from law-abiding citizen into hunted wolf. This generally happens at some petrol station in the middle of … Continue reading →

One of the good things about not smoking any more is that yesterday I did not get told off by a seven year old. My daughter and the rest of her Year Two classmates were out on the streets of … Continue reading →

I think there must be a workshop nearby where a group of dour and taciturn men are labouring in silence with ragged paintbrushes and bits of old board. There is no music in the air and no joy in their … Continue reading →

When the boat appeared out of the fading light on the lagoon we thought it was the GNR coming to break up the party. The GNR police are not particularly well known for their sense of fun and as beach … Continue reading →