Why me…?

On a week that has witnessed the most privileged among us discussing the lack of fairness in one’s life, I’ve woken today with a shout of agony as my back has decided for some reason to not play ball, contracting the lower muscles into an agonising, screaming knot of pain and discomfort.  “You’ve retired” IContinue reading “Why me…?”

Being AWOL

We have three cats. Bagheera (Bags), Gin and Tonic. It’s been many months since we last saw Bags. He disappeared over the allotments one day and found the stash of birds, rats, mice and other tasty vermin there far tastier than the dried food he received from this quarter. He became the rodent killer ofContinue reading “Being AWOL”