A Coat

“Do you like my new coat?” Mum says, holding the coat of my dreams in front of her. It is black, flares out from the waist, a bit puffy. Its best feature is the enormous furry hood. The thing is: Mum doesn’t even like coats. She never wears one if she can help it – […]

Cupid’s Arrow

“Your blog and your dating efforts both need a shot in the jugular, I suggest you try a different site,” the email says. It’s from a faithful supporter of this blog. Of course, I take the opinions of my readers extremely seriously. Don’t want the blog to bore you. So, this morning, I download OK […]