Good for Nothing

I was watching Countdown on TV. The word was ‘dominee’ and Susie Dent in Dictionary Corner told us that in South Africa it means a minister...

This is a question I’ve been asked many times when I’ve been off- duty, in mufti, doing ordinary things with other ordinary people. It’s al...

It’s hard to escape nowadays the figure of Professor Brian Cox on our television screens. The universe he describes is so old it is timeles...

Ours has been going for years. We meet monthly at our house. Always we eat cake, talk about a book we have chosen to read and usually a coup...

I have decided to have another go at regular blogging. Look out.

"Were a stranger to drop on a sudden into this world, I would show him, as a specimen of its ills, a hospital full of diseases, a pris...

We're all going on a summer holiday, sang Cliff Richard. Not us. Not really. Not this year. Just a few nights away visiting distant fami...

I wasn’t asked Whether I would like To be born. I should have been. It was that important, Awkward, Painful. I cried, I’m t...