Better for the Environment Well, now we’re getting onto firmer ground. It’s pretty widely acknowledged that there is little, if any, taste or health benefit to organically grown food.  While that is at odds with popular belief and personal experience (a friend wrote to tell me that “oohs” and “aahs” only happen when the food is organic and local and never when purchased through a supermarket), this seems...

  I just saw the following in a Facebook post. I just got a call at work from the FBI. The agent asked me if I knew who Dr Tenpenny was and if I was “trolling” her page. I explained the best I could and offered full cooperation.  If that was me I would be describing a moment of shitting myself.  The FBI. Is calling me. Why is the FBI calling me? Shit. But it turns out that writer went by the name of Craig Egan.  Yesterday...

Ok, language alert.  As you can already tell by the title I’ve already abandoned my usually urbane and non-scatalogical approach to writing.  But it seems necessary given the topic at hand.  This is something I think about from time to time and I’d really love to get to the bottom of. Current usage, particularly in internet memes, has fucks being something, i.e. a noun, perhaps an object or concept, that I can give or not give...

My wife and I have just celebrated our 20th wedding anniversary.  We gave one another a gift of a short trip to the North Island of New Zealand where we toasted one another, took long walks and had a wonderful time.  But that wasn’t the only anniversary present we gave ourselves. Before I tell you about our other present let me tell you a little about us.  I am 65 years old and this is my second marriage.  Eve is 69 years old and...

I received this message two days ago from my brother Tony. Hello everyone, I am so sorry to inform you that my sweet Linda, my best friend and the love of my life, has left town. She has decided to take a permanent vacation in a very nice place, a place where there is no cancer and where she can play tennis and golf every day, lunch with the girls, and go to parties every night. She asked me to join her there in the future, and I will. She...

[youtube_video id=”Sdn3O6aaMNc”] There is no elegant way to do this.  Making a grand gesture would make no sense.  I find myself, once again, being normal, and I’ve got to live with that. Most blogs fail within 3 months.  Of course that depends on what you mean by the word “fail”. If I’d intended to stop blogging six months ago then this endeavour would be classed an unmitigated success.  However, since...