I was in an agricultural area, and there was clearly no truck with squeam.

Dex has a brace. That thing they do, squeezing rubber into the child’s open mouth. Child bites. Impression made. And the next time you go, there on the side table is a spooky plaster replica of your son’s teeth, hewn straight from his skull and adorned with a wire-and-plastic gizmo, a foul medieval device to […]

Andy was in London and I was at a loose end, in need of stretching my legs. I ambled down to the Angel, Islington with my camera. Once you start looking, it’s impossible to stop. I was really late for Andy.    

Overheard in a petrol station on the A2 just now: “My two, they’re hundreds of miles apart. But they sent me, well not exactly the same card, but they both had a bear in the bath on”.

“Oh, trust me, I said. You’ll love it.”

Louise would have been amused. As it was, two years ago as she began to get ill, and as her illness then took over, and swept us all into a dark panic that we would lose her, we were helpless. Eager for any scrap of information, any chance of contact, any opportunity to contribute, we […]

The real potential lies in the route to this completion. Why, someone has to make a neck.

On my way out to Hamleys, I’m shadowed by a pair of less-than-genius men with ear-pieces.

Fingers had a little falling out with Ears, but they resolved to go easy on each other…