The Windy City Comes to Cornwall

The author enjoys walking the South West Coast Path to St Ives, appreciating its beauty and the local scenery. While reflecting on experiences in various countries, they find solace in St Ives amidst global chaos, noting the contrast between locals and visitors. Encounters with well-rounded travelers provide a sense of hope and humor in life’s absurdities.

In defence of ‘Old Fartism’

Photo by Museums Victoria on Unsplash “…inside every old person is a young person wondering what happened.” (Terry Pratchett in Moving Pictures). Quite often on social media platforms, one reads an inspirational quote designed to elevate one’s nascent spirituality out of the amoral gutter that is your actual existence, and up into the bright new dawn of enlightenedContinue reading “In defence of ‘Old Fartism’”

Letters from Number 10. The Covid Files 2.

20th April 2020 Dear Dom, “QED” as my old housemaster used to say when confiscating our packets of fags and condoms before sneaking off to the ‘Nanny and Spanker’ in Windsor to put them to good use himself. He of course meant ‘Quod Erat Demonstrandum’ but I note some wags are calling our response toContinue reading “Letters from Number 10. The Covid Files 2.”