Nelly's Garden

We lost a good pack leader when Danny died last year. Rosie, the fat bitcher, has become the dominant dog, and in my opinion is making a p...

When Dogs Were Good

…. like an Old Fool. The less said about Saturday night the better. All I will say is that I thought I was old enough to know better. That a...

...which is what Nelly is up to this afternoon. Clean living gets to you after a while. The green butter dumplings are stewing away and we...

Last weekend wasn’t just about teasing Nelly for her pathetic mothering skills. We also had a good laugh and one of the things that amu...

There was a bit of reminiscing at the Bo reunion last weekend. As is traditional this mostly took the form of stories about my careless styl...

Small Banana

The first person that I knew with Internet access at home was Bert’s oldest friend Clint. All we knew of the Internet in those days was that...

This comes from Stephen who says “In the spirit of Fridays everywhere I would like to start a meme, a Northern Ireland meme. The deal is th...

Front Door Early Morning

I’m seeing, hearing and reading everywhere that men also have a hormonal cycle and suffer a male menopause. It appears that transformation f...

Three Youngbos

Three Bos

Five Bos

Zoë and I returned from Norfolk this afternoon. It was a wonderful few days, which I totally enjoyed. When kids grow up and leave home reuni...

...which proves I've got a girly side. Today I bought a rubber handbag (kinky, I shall keep rude things in it) and a purple suede one. B...

I was listening to this yesterday and it's given me an idea for a post that might persuade some of my more reticent readers to comment. ...

That picture Fang was so scarey it scared me too. Which is the reason why I am posting this cute photograph of Paddy and Rosie interviewing ...

The fellows meet a new chum

Fang