Eats Wombats, who seems to be avoiding my post on his name, has instead chosen to encourage me to blog Strange Things About This Country.1 I’m flattered, but there’s already quite enough blogging by foreigners on the quaint ways of Italy and they’re easy enough to find. Besides, once you’ve de...
The best, and worst, skinny dip I can recall was the time I was filming in Vienna, where my mother happened to live, and the assistant producer and I went for a walk with my Mum by the banks of the Danube, or the Danube canal. It was quite a warm day, and Ma suddenly announced that she was going in...
I used to have “land” and the ex got this fine notion to get some ram lambs from up on Mendip to keep the grass down in the orchard.
The Jackson Five arrived in a box and had to be fed replacement milk every four hours, or thereabouts. The ex did most of the work, but I took a couple of turns. Sh...
I confess. I have. But normally I don’t. Right now, I have to say that a day off would be a joy and a delight except for one teeny thing. The work would still be here when I got back. And the looming deadlines aren't planning to take any days off themselves, that I know.
Like a lot of things, thi...
“It’s strange that in a country where ads depicting near-naked women wearing skimpy lingerie is permitted on buses that we can’t run ads about atheism,” Villella said.
That’s actually one of the least strange things about this country.
