I CAN’T ‘stay safe at home’ any longer. Not while our kids’ education is a sick joke, my friends are losing their jobs, their businesses,
ROYALS! RACISM! Woman! Mental Health! Diana! Talk about bang for your buck. But there’s one more issue that should be added. Star signs! Meghan is a Leo. And boy, what a
WELL, MONDAY MORNING ARRIVED and I have to say I wasn’t my usual anxious, worried self while throwing Jamie through the playschool doors! I did
AFTER THE TRIP to Kuwait, Headquarters British Forces Middle East (HQBFME) had the distinct feel of end of term about it. Believe it or not,
I AM ABOUT AS FAR as you could get from being a football fan. I’ve never been to a game nor ever wanted to attend
THE PHONE RANG. “Hello”, I said. “Ey-up Alex”. “Hi John” I answered. “I ain’t John no more, I’m Samantha”. “No, you’re not”, I replied. “Aye,
“WELL, THE SILVER LINING to being quarantined is we are not out spending money!” I hear someone saying… Mmm, yeah. (While I click add to
TO BE FAIR on Tony Blair, the expansion of the education system isn’t the only reason that intelligence has been chucked to the back of
WITH THE Kuwait War over, life in HQBFME became increasingly tedious as we all waited to hear when we might be able to go home.
IS THERE finally light at the end of the tunnel? I know that whatever the government decides to do, they are damned either way, but
FOR ME AT LEAST, the first Gulf War stopped at 0800 hours local time on 28th February 1991. The Iraqis had now collapsed completely and
FROM THE ISLE OF MAN to Edinburgh to Brussels and back I’ve been getting the hang of brewing strong balanced malty ales. Having worked in