All we hear is (clap clap) Kennet Radio (clap clap)

I was cycling with my good friend, Pianoman, on our weekly Sunday jaunt across the muds of Greenham Common, discussing our procrastination in our getting his song-writing/playing and my book,  Preposterous Tales From The Newbury Short Story Teller to a wider audience. ‘You know what,’ I said. ‘I could go on local radio and read…

There is a Light That Never Goes Out

How are you meant to know when the alarm on your electric alarm clock has stopped working? Given the continued digital display from my one’s digital display, I had no reason to doubt that it’s alarm would not sound next morning and much like bonsai trees and wardrobes, had not even considered that it may…

Oh, Richard!

You can learn a lot from your cat when it demands food in the night. Much of it you’d rather not hear…

Terror at the Egg Station

Ever been faced with dilemma at a hotel egg station? of course you have! This story shows that the pressure is even worse behind the scenes than it diner level