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So Rachel Reeves, the government’s Chancellor of the Exchequer has sat at home of an evening with several bottles of wine over the last few weeks figuring out who she can fleece in the upcoming budget. Drooling at the very thought of shafting everyone with even the smallest idea of…
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I was talking to a lady yesterday as we walked the dogs. For years she worked in the town hall for Bradford town council. In her department they organised transport for people needing travel assistance. This might be for disabled children or children that live over a certain walking distance…
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So following on from my previous post; labour’s little minter of of an idea for this week is to scrap the two child benefit cap. I sit here quietly for a moment with my hand over my mouth as I rage inwardly and think how to word the scream inside…
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I’m a little concerned. I don’t think our prime minister is very well. He seems to be in the throws of some delirious fever or mental breakdown and nobody seems to want to help him. It can’t possibly be normal behaviour to dig your own grave so quickly and so…
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Because I now have a rather nice green chest of drawers in my bedroom I decided it needed a telly to sit on the top. I’ve had one tucked away in the corner of the room that was kindly given to me when I moved here but it’s been a…
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Over the years I’ve built many flatpack items of furniture. My most favourite of which is the nine drawer chest I bought from Do-It-All that has moved with me three times and is still gracing my living room after twenty odd years. One place I moved in to had a…
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The other week I wrote about my next door neighbour feeding the rats. Well the birds, but round here you don’t because there are too many rats. Anyway she got her son in law to cut down the two small trees that she thought were harbouring the rats. The tree…
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My heart aches for the family of Iryna. The fear and aloneness captured on her face as she is literally dying for all the world to see is absolutely heartbreaking. For Charlie Kirk’s wife and children left to pick up the pieces. For the vile world we live in. The…
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A few weeks ago I found a sweet chestnut tree. It’s hidden in a quiet corner of the cemetery. I came across it as I was following the untouched blackberry bushes and stuffing huge ones in my mouth two or three at a time. Noah hates me eating blackberries. I’m…
