Category Archives: Pot Luck

Lose half your body weight in a week! New miracle diet!!

Posted on April 19, 2012 by

Season’s end approaches here and thoughts turn once again to how to earn enough of an interseason living to keep the bills paid and the cats in expensive foul-smelling biscuits which they ungratefully regurgitate in the very spot where you … Continue reading →

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There’s no pleasing some people

Posted on January 11, 2012 by

This time last year we were all moaning ourselves into an early grave about lack of snow. Grumble, boring, where’s our snow, rubbish season, we’re taking our ball and going home, humph, we all said. Incessantly. Though to be fair, … Continue reading →

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It wasn’t like that in my day

Posted on October 22, 2011 by

I don’t know about anyone else, but recently I seem to have been bombarded with invitations to old pals’ reunion events. I’d put this down to my celebrity status and widespread popularity, but I suspect it has more to do … Continue reading →

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Mummy, can I take the bubble wrap off now?

Posted on September 28, 2011 by

Interseason is holiday time, and once again rather than heading for the exotics we find ourselves back in Blighty, this time driving round Wolverhampton on a Saturday afternoon when the local footy team is playing at home, looking for a … Continue reading →

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Alpine Graffiti

Posted on September 5, 2011 by

Living as we do in the rural backwhacks of beyond, we remain largely oblivious to much of what is reputed to blight modern life, although with Grenoble a mere 40 minutes away, those of us who really want Kalashnikov-toting youth … Continue reading →

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Ich bin ein tarte tatin

Posted on July 19, 2011 by

Well Zut Alors, pass the snails and break out the Pastis, I seem to be French. Yes, finally the bureaucratic machine has satisfied itself that I might just about be appropriately Gallic enough and has graciously condescended to admit me … Continue reading →

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Embracing the inner e-bookworm

Posted on June 16, 2011 by

One of the benefits of my fancy new iToy, I discover, is the not inconsiderable advantage of being able to get my paws on free books. Yes, that’s reading material of my very own for absolutely nothing. Zilch. Zip. Zero. … Continue reading →

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Physical jerks. Or do I mean joggers?

Posted on June 9, 2011 by

The vexed question of the interseason exercise regime raises its ugly head once more and in an increasingly pressing fashion following the best part of two months spent doing pretty much nothing whatsoever other than wandering out to the boulangerie … Continue reading →

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New technology baffles pissed old hack

Posted on May 30, 2011 by

Back in the days when I last had a proper job, mobile phones weren’t. Mobile, that is. In those olden days of newspaper reporting, anyone sent out to cover ongoing events like royal visits was issued with the newsroom’s one … Continue reading →

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Hot off the press

Posted on May 5, 2011 by

So the less than memorable 2010/11 season finally limped over the finishing line last weekend, leaving resort to the tumbleweeds and that scruffy dog which hangs out on the Boardroom’s terrace. Actually, most of the resort dogs seem to hang … Continue reading →

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