Wading Through Treacle

Some random thoughts on re-reading Luke Rhinehart's book after forty years. Like Stranger in a Strange Land and most of Philip K. Dick...

I mentioned in yesterday's post that Clare was painting the path outside the back door in an exhilaratingly scarlet. This morning she ap...

Hear that whine? You tell yourself it's the boiler, or maybe a motorbike making its late way home this one o'clock in the morning. E...

In Mystic River the local hoodlum is in for questioning. The sergeant says that he's clearly done time - you can tell from the tension ...

The second summer day here of a predicted four: temperatures were in the mid-twenties and there was not a cloud in the sky. Clare and mysel...

The Sunday Times had a front page science story about how a man's cerebral cortex shuts down during the act of sex. It's like they b...

At first sight it doesn't do too badly. Usually in excess of 70 views per day during the week. But look more closely: almost all of thos...

Three videos of Clare opening her presents - best viewed in full-screen mode.The first box to be ripped to pieces is from Adrian over in Can...

Nice as it is to have a British yellow jersey and number two, I've been reflecting as to why the race has settled into something rather ...

We saw said romcom this afternoon in a cinema initially completely empty. Three women then arrived as the feature started and we were led to...