For some reason, actually for a specific reason, I spend a lot of time on trains. The reason being, of course, that things are far apart. The best bit about trains, apart from the crippling coldness and hilarious attitude to punctuality, is that it’s a great opportunity to watch other people and check out...
Read more »
Coastal holidays in Britain are, let’s face it, crap. The weather is rubbish here, and Scarborough and Blackpool are hardly Venice Beach, are they? A miserable week spent wandering round identikit towns (“Ooh, they have a Smiths and an Argos too!”), and trying to muster the enthusiasm to set a single foot on a...
Read more »
I like shopping. I’m pretty good at it. I mean proper shopping, actually going to a shop with something in mind and buying it. It’s exciting. Until the credit card statement arrives. The best shopping is supermarket shopping, cos it’s like having loads of shops in one place. In the olden days, the supermarket...
Read more »