The best game in the world: truth-telling edition

I am supposed to be working today. But then, you know, baby colds are no respecter of persons, or work days. Since Henry has given up sleep in favour of dribbling and crossness, I have embraced not showering and The Count of Monte Cristo. Sometimes you have to cut your losses. So let's talk about … Continue reading The best game in the world: truth-telling edition

I Shall Wear Purple

However much I might get teased at work for being a sprightly 24, it is an inexorable fact of life that old age will come for me too, one day. Extreme oldness is a curious state to imagine oneself in – is it worth the joint-ache if you get a sparkly walking stick (or better: … Continue reading I Shall Wear Purple