Quite honestly I’m terrified – part three

Day two…oh Lordy day two.. Where to begin?  Where indeed. After such an auspicious day one…(ahem) (If you haven’t already, read part one and  part two first,  to truly understand my pain) How do I adequately depict a day that started with a surprise alarm at 6 O’clock in the morning? (In truth, the alarm was solely mine as … [Read more…]

Quite honestly I’m terrified – part two

The first thing I need to point out, is that the title of this post is now, it would seem, defunct…..or at the very least pleasingly misleading.  I devised the appellation as an umbrella title for two or three posts, prior to the events of today (read this first) in what was obviously a self-defeatist frame … [Read more…]

Dickens had kids right?

I shall admit right off the bat that I have never read A Tale of Two Cities* and to be honest, I probably never will. However my literary inadequacies aside, I am going to assume that ‘It was the best of times, it was the worst of times…‘ was written about the trials and tribulations of travelling and … [Read more…]