The diary of a middle aged man
Since my father died, I have tried to persuade Mother to make a Will. It has been a decade long guerrilla war fought on behalf of the old fashioned principles of Good Sense and Forward Planning. But I’ve not made any headway. My Wife calls this on-going contest the ‘War of the Wills’. Mother isContinue reading “Mother is like a gorilla”
Somewhere in the world there’s always a Leonardo Da Vinci exhibition open, or about to open. Which means someone, somewhere is always blathering on about Da Vinci’s genius for designing scuba gear centuries before it became a reality. Mother is listening to someone doing exactly this and she is not impressed. Mother values domestic appliancesContinue reading “Leonardo Da Vinci”
Mother is like Dr Who. She is a Time Lord and has a Tardis, which she uses frequently to travel back to the past. Like Dr Who, she doesn’t like to travel alone, so she usually recruits fellow travellers from friends and family. Sometimes, she press gangs complete strangers on board like a nonagenarian pirate. Continue reading “The Tardis”