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Misadventures in food … This week, I felt the urge to write something light and pithy because it seems to me there’s not quite enough of that in the world at the moment. To that end, I thought I’d describe some of the bold culinary experiments I have undertaken recently. So here we go. First up (with apologies to those of you who read my newsletter)… MTM’s adventures in foraging. One thing I…

Last Monday was an interesting day. The kind of day that makes me wonder what the fuck is going on. Well, no, I mean, I end up thinking that most days—at the moment, I think that every time I watch the news for starters—but I digress, I am talking about on a personal level. Sometimes, though, I wonder if other people’s lives are a bit less chaos-tastic. This is probably no big surprise to you,…

Well this is the week that was and was it a bit of a week? Oh yes it was. Also you’ll notice it’s not the weekend. I’m not sure how much I should say about some of this stuff so this one’s going under the radar. Bit of a mix of news this week. Good, bad, funny and sad. Such is life. Right. On we go. Stall at the ready, I was about to do a three day stint selling books at the St Edmundsbury…

Well, it’s been a long time and I suspect most of you have wandered off, assuming I have disappeared off into the ether. Nope, like a bad smell, I never go away, I linger. I have just … yeh well, to be honest I’ve completely lost the plot. I wouldn’t say I’m actually burning out yet but let’s say … we’re on the red line and there’s definitely an alarming aroma of burning oil and hot metal. Hence…

This is a blog post I wrote a couple of days ago. I’ve wrestled with my conscience as to whether I should actually post it. Mainly because it’s only going to worry people. I promise we’re all OK, but I do need to vent sometimes. This, being my blog, seems as good a place as any to do that. So it comes with a <rant mode> warning. Naturally, it’s written with a mental voice I use specifically for…

Obviously, I use the word, ‘exciting’ advisedly, the ironic implication being somewhat the reverse. This week, I have mostly been … running around like a blue-arsed fly! As previously implied, it’s not exciting and sadly it’s not even that funny either. But this is my blog, so I can do what I sodding well like, which means I’m going to tell you about it anyway. On the Mum front … more admin…

Oh shit … warning: venting ahead.

Garden tips from Vladimir Putin Holy fucking fuck. Well, this has been an bit of a grim week hasn’t it? If you’d asked me the kind of future I envisaged for my son a few years ago, I’d have said, ‘whatever he wants to make of it.’ I confess that the idea that, in a couple of year’s time, he might be called up to fight in a third world war wasn’t exactly uppermost in my mind. I suppose it depends…