Silly-Savvy Article – Cats & Media Turds

What is it about cats? Why do the beasts have such a sense of entitlement that they take pleasure in decorating my lawn with their turds? And why do they line the turds up in a row, directly beneath my washing line? Do they do this deliberately with a view to staking a claim upon…

21: Daredevil Dinah

Yesterday was wasted. Today, therefore, is going to be The Day! Action required. First stop – the doctor’s! Still have three months of The Day Job to get through, so must restock on the magic mood-boosting pills. The doctor is thrilled by my imminent redundancy and suggests that I wean myself off the higher dose…

A Something Poem – Master of The Wait

Being ginger, I last longer, even longer than the old Duracell batteries, because the idea of me, is far, far older than the idea of the battery, and having been around for so long, I’ve had so much longer to learn, and to master, all that there can possibly be to master.  To master all…

Feast of the Feline

On entry to The Tap, I find my gaze drawn towards a long-lashed beauty, perched at a high table on a bar stool, who presents an arresting site. I pause. I stare. I stare some more. Is it rude to stare so directly? To let one’s attention be frozen by one so sleek, smooth and…