Random Thoughts in a Random World
Awards
The Laughing Horse Blog Awards committee have been meeting at a secret country hotel location this Christmastide to thrash out differing views on who should receive the coveted Blogger of…
It’s all a dream and illusion now
If you find my stories of my new life in a strange land confusing, you might want to read the tale of Maurice Wilson from the beginning. I don’t know if it was the Brussels sprouts or the Christmas…
Eve
Is it just me? Invariably, I have relished Christmastime. It has been a time for family, for taking stock, for feasting, marking the end of one year and the coming of another one. Usually, I feel…
When Glad Tidings Were Brung
If you find my stories of my new life in a strange land confusing, you might want to read the tale of Maurice Wilson from the beginning. Detective Snow called this morning like the Archangel Gabriel…
Lenticular
Yesterday the Lord spake, leaving a sign above Yorkshire’s Pennine hills in the unusual and rather beautiful shape of a lenticular cloud. By the way, contrary to rumour, Len Ticular…
Twas the Night Before Christmas
If you find my stories of my new life in a strange land confusing, you might want to read the tale of Maurice Wilson from the beginning. Christmas Eve in Cleckhuddersfax and I believe we are finally…
Justice
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Truth is like the sun*
In case you didn’t know it (and I’m sure that you do) it’s the winter solstice today which means we’re as far away from the sun as it is possible to get. Or at least it feels that way in…
Life is as tedious as a twice-told tale*
Day three in the police protection programme and we’re at a bit of a loose end. There’s not a lot to do in Cleckhuddersfax. Mrs P has taken up knitting cakes, a popular past-time in these parts it…
Farewell
People who are not football supporters may be puzzled by this post - (just as I am becoming increasingly puzzled about what is happening to the old Blogger interface). Yesterday, Hull…
