A very, very different 21st birthday party
Twenty-first birthday parties are usually about handing the birthday boy the key to the door. I attended one today that was quite the opposite in just about every way.
August our 'Summer' ain't
Gloomy old Britain and monsoonish London aren't exactly presenting the Augusts we've been used to.
Oh, we tongue-tried tongue-tied Brits
If I could have my time over again – how many times do we hear people say that – but if I could, being able to speak many languages would be near the top of the wish list.
Gerry's off and on-again operation
Here's a side of Covid plague that most of us thankfully don't have to experience, and happily know very little about.