Time for mandatory scream sessions

The other day I boarded a train, homeward bound after a weekend trip to Edinburgh. I settled into my seat, mask hanging haphazardly on my chin as I sipped my cappuccino, grateful for a few hours’ breathing space. But as the train rushed along the north-eastern coastline I soon found myself far from relaxed, but... Continue Reading →

Gospel of woke?

‘and the people bowed and prayed to the neon god they made’ – Simon and Garfunkel I know I’m not the only one who found something to complain about during this year’s NYE firework show/dronefest. I know this because articles say others complained about it.   It’s a relief to see that I’m not the only cynic out... Continue Reading →

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