Ignorance was Bliss

You can’t know everything. Even if you look at it from all sides you still can’t know everything. So now that I know nothing I don’t confess to be an expert – on anything. I know more than some about music, but not enough to riff with Eric Clapton or scat with Claire Martin. I … Read more

The menace that is Dennis.

Dennis The Menace is sitting behind me cushioned in the armchair. He squirks and purrs, lets himself be held for the length of a song, and has started exploring upstairs. I boiled some chicken thighs for three minutes and he wolfed it down, we tried giving it to him raw but Dennis played with the … Read more