Photo by Olga Kononenko on Unsplash Hospitals are not hotels. That much should be obvious. They don’t provide personal services tailored to your every whim and fancy. Nor do they provide concierge doctors who will order an MRI for the headache you have as a result of a heavy night down the pub or golf club. They willContinue reading “Free at the point of Delivery”
Author Archives: Lance Goodman
An excerpt from ‘Sodding Tales’ – a little taster of a much bigger story……
Far away from the villages that nested in the valleys, the Muddlingthrew Hills raised their blue black silhouette against a soon to be rising sun. The sky was beginning to lighten from the east, provoking a few feathered early risers, keen to get the dawn chorus going, to raise themselves from their nests and findContinue reading “An excerpt from ‘Sodding Tales’ – a little taster of a much bigger story……”
Things can only get better if…
A crescent shaped slice of orange and the splintered remains of a cocktail umbrella are not a good look stuck to one’s cheek as one stares into the bathroom mirror searching for shred of human dignity. Just as one flushes away last night’s curry round the u bend, it is quickly followed by just thatContinue reading “Things can only get better if…”
My 12 Rules for Life
A short while ago a Canadian clinical psychologist decided that the world needed a bit of a slap and a wake up call. His name is Jordan Peterson and he has gone on to make a good deal of money putting liberals and feminists ‘in their place’ for daring to transgress the laws of God.Continue reading “My 12 Rules for Life“
A Plan for a nice old age…22 life lessons.
Its not funny being old. And as that is a state most of us in the rich developed world will experience, we’d better get a grip of life’s challenges and opportunities while we have the capabilities to do so. One challenge is not to make comedy out of simply being old itself; to treat itContinue reading “A Plan for a nice old age…22 life lessons.”
The Sunset of the Soul
Just as the orange ball of the sun sinks down towards the horizon, its warming rays diminishing as with the light, the amber and gold flamed tinged air is filled with the song of ghosts. It is a song as old as the mountains and soars like a buzzard soars. It has been sung everContinue reading “The Sunset of the Soul”
When the rain comes…
“…and reportedly said “….if he does that again, cut his balls off”. Otherwise, Her Majesty thoroughly enjoyed the garden party…and now, although I hesitate to ask…Tim, what’s the weather like today?” “Well, Samantha, it might surprise you to know that there is no weather today…merely climate. We’ve decided to stop calling it weather due toContinue reading “When the rain comes…”
Tim?
“…and when it was all over, all he had was a warm soapy flannel, a telescope, one white cotton ankle sock and just enough time to consider whether it was even legal. We rang his office but the Chief Constable was unavailable for comment….and now over to Tim for the weather….and another day of sunshineContinue reading “Tim?”
And now for the weather….Tim?
“…and I quote….’beats me how anybody with a functioning brain cell can still believe this total pile of medieval theocratic shite written by a bunch of gullible, misogynist desert dwelling pork dodgers, he said…with the microphone still on! The Archbishop has since resigned. And now for the weather, it’s over to Tim. And what canContinue reading “And now for the weather….Tim?”
Whats today’s weather Tim?
“….and when he pulled it out, he found it was quite wet……and now over to Tim for the weather….Tim?” “Thank you, Samantha. Well, what can I say that you have not heard before? Look at it…just look at the feckin’ map. What do you see, eh? Yep…you got it….wall to wall feckin’ sunshine…. again. NotContinue reading “Whats today’s weather Tim?”
Looking After Your Ring. 