For much of my life, I've been a reluctant eater with little interest in food. Little or no cooking was done in the family home when I was growing up and boiled eggs and porridge were the limits of my

20th century gig advert Would I seek or have I sought to get ahead to the detriment of someone else? Why of course not! That would make me a thoroughly despicable person and anyone who knows me, if I paid

A very short story

"Sick or not sick, everyone works today," my father would say, quoting James Cagney in the movie One, Two, Three, if we kids attempted to feign illness. And unless my memory fails me, we were

"It’s a Wonderful Life" is set in the 1940s when men were men, women were ladies and they dressed accordingly. You might consider clothes a trivial thing but I believe that what we wear affects

A story in 50 words and no more.

Would you give away this adorable baby? When I was a few months old, while my father was away in England, my (unmarried) mother put me up for adoption. As the story goes, I was in the process of being

My mind is like my fridge. Everything is properly compartmentalised and tidily arranged in neat little lines. There’s very little in the fear compartment, I’m pretty fearless. Well, naturally, I’m afraid

How do I dress stylishly and ethically without breaking my budget? By wearing other people’s clothes, of course! I have two wardrobes, one for slobbing around the homestead planting plants and mucking

I am delighted to have this opportunity to show you the contents of my fridge since it allows me to virtue signal and showcase my minimalism, which is all the rage these days. It is my small contribution

I’ve met a fair few ignorant assholes in my time, but then I did spend some years in the legal profession. My definition of an ignorant asshole? That’s the blighter who places his bag on the seat beside

I reckon I’d make a fine government executioner. I’d happily execute any and every government without guilt or remorse and in such a way as to discourage others of their ilk. If I heard even a whisper

I’ve never been afraid of failure. I don’t give it a second thought. Perhaps it’s a result of laissez-faire parenting or having always been self-employed, but when the buck stops with you, failure is not

A story in precisely 50 words

Why is it that men never read instructions ? They open the box throw aside the instruction leaflet and off they go. We rarely leave the compound and since it's been at least 2 weeks since any of us has

I’ve had a fair few career changes over the years, from purveyor of secondhand books to grocery shop assistant to sandwich bar operator to restauranteur to Law Agent to holiday apartment host and finally

When you’re a geriatric retiree such as myself, weekends are much like any other day. I can’t remember the last time I did anything even a little crazy or wild. It was likely back in my rockstar years

The year 2000? Ah, I remember it well! I’d just bought a canal house in Amsterdam and was staying there for New Year with my beau of 5 years. We were sleeping on a mezzanine floor accessed by a ladder.

I’ve always been a frustrated artist. Inside me somewhere is an artistic genius trying to get out. In my dreams I sit poised at an easel, the canvas before me alive with colour, my hand moving fluidly

I don’t think I could be more likeable. Honestly! I pride myself on my affability and my sunny disposition. As the old saying goes ‘first impressions last’ and I’m always careful to make a good impression.