For the last three years, the Children and I have visited the Georgian Theatre in Richmond, North Yorkshire. Each one of us looks forward to it, I think? Y...

Yet another example of how not to prepare for or even run a marathon. Sometimes, I shake my head and wonder when will I ever learn? Still another 26.2 chal...

I met a girl once. A long time ago. On the hotel balcony. Not quite a short lived romance. I'd had teenage love before but this person, she took my breat...

I'm famous again? Or rather not. You, could tell it was my ugly mug (at a distance) on BBC Wales. Able to find myself just because of the vivid red waterpr...

Free 'health' check for my car today through the RAC, jolly nice of them, thought I. Dropped my car off at the garage and then took the train into the 'Boro...

The Yorkshire Marathon. What a brilliant turn out in the town and the villages. What fantastic organisation and support. Drumming bands, Scottish pipe ban...

Phew! That was a tough day. Gosh! That was a really tough week. Aargh! That was a tricky month. What's that old adage? If you fail to plan, you plan to fa...

This weekend was one of my oldest school friend's birthdays, he is significantly older than me and has now reached yet another milestone age. Still surprise...

Sitting in traffic this morning. Going nowhere fast. The car adjacent, big, white BMW, the driver, elegant, hair styled, suit pressed and clearly ready for...

There's an unforgiving honesty in this game and as much as anyone loves or hates it, it really is a contest of skill. I looked up game in the thesaurus, it ...

Friday evenings, simply the best night of the week. A child of the 70s, the start of the weekend is vaguely remembered as being spent at my Grandma and Gran...

A day or two ago, I nearly peed the bed. Half dozing off, a friend messaged me. I was at the point just at the edge of the cliff where you drop into the de...

I've been making soap these last few weeks. The first rule of ... is don't talk about … The second rule of … is you do not talk about ... October 12th 2019....

Starting to feel like I've missed out. Last year about this time I was cock-a-hoop that I'd been accepted for another stab at the Brathay Ten in Ten. Excit...

Now for some I appreciate this might be their idea of an idyllic day out but this is my little story about a day out on the bike. It’s 6am, I’ve been up for ...

The other night, just finishing my shift, I was approached by a superior saying that 'none of the bins in the department' had been emptied. What an exciting...

It just so happened that on Wednesday, I was unfortunate enough to be in the car when Jeremy Vine (BBC Radio 2) was discussing cancer and obesity with a chub...

This year, everything I've prayed and asked 'Him' upstairs for, has been duly delivered, except for the 'Bread and Butter', as Bob Paisley used to refer to i...

The aquaducts? Law and order? Sanitation? Medicine, wine, roads, to mention but a few of the things that Monty Python reminds us of. What's the point in all...

It's been a month since the finish of the Brathay Ten in Ten. My mood has not abated, the sun is still shining a little brighter than ever before, the sky a...