Deforestation, or, Plucking Hell.

Courtesy of the thoughtfully-filled, individualised goody bags at the MAD awards (about which I never got around to telling you: I didn’t win, Shannon didn’t win, we fell in love with Bumbling and held her captive in our bedroom drinking until the wee hours, The Hiccupy End) I am now the proud owner of a [...]

You’ve Got A Friend In Me

Well, people. I have to say, I think I’ve done you all a fairly profound wrong.  I knew I could possibly trespass on the good nature of a certain kind few of you, as I’ve met with such remarkable generosity – of purse, mind and spirit - here before, yet I wasn’t expecting… well, this. I had thought [...]

Lucky Beggar

My French, which was never much above borrowing-the-pen-of-the-gardener’s-aunt standard, has dwindled significantly during the 19 years that have passed since I last sat a French exam. I can, however, still remember how to blurt out the single, solitary phrase that I ever used in genuine French situ: a tearful foreign-exchange 11yr old on her first time away from [...]

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