Told You

Now – were I a smug bastard – I could point out that I told you so. And if I lived somewhere else that sound would be me laughing, unfortunately I don’t and so that’s the sound of me banging my head against the desk wondering how bad it’s...

Full of sausage

For some reason best known only to my stomach I decided that despite it being July what I really, really, wanted this evening was bangers and mash. As I lie prostrate on the sofa trying to divert enough blood from my belly to write I am forced to reconsider whether...