Category: non-fiction

I remember when I first went to university. I didn’t know what to expect. I’d read all of the prospectuses. I’d read the information the college sent out. But I didn’t know anyone. I...

Today was a food day. Having restocked our cupboards with our click and collect yesterday, we went on a mission to see how quickly we could eat our way back to bare shelves and...

This morning it was time to restock the freezer. Obviously, deliveries are impossible to come by, so we managed to get a click and collect in Maldon. At 7 am in the morning. Naturally,...

My apologies for the lack of posts over the last few days. I’ve been stuck in bed feeling sorry for myself, with a fuzzy head and a bunged up nose. Which has felt, in...

I’ve just bought a birthday present for my brother in law. This is usually fairly challenging. He’s the kind of man who has everything and, more infuriatingly, already has somewhere to put it. This...

Vanilla is a very odd thing. It’s a distinctive flavour, exclusively reserved for use in ice cream and candles. Why ice-cream? I remember, back in the ’70s, when there where only three flavours of...

I’ve decided to learn to sing. The rest of the house are delighted. I previously thought I could hold a fair enough tune. I’ve played SingStar. That’s as close enough to winning Britain’s Got...

I’m aware that I’m very lucky. I enjoy Christmas. And not just the fun run-up, where its all Christmas parties, and wearing Christmas jumpers and meeting up for drinks with friends you haven’t seen...