A thud on the doormat

Seven years ago today, I wrote a post about not feeling as young as I once did. It started with a magazine landing with a thud on the doormat. I've written a couple of other posts about age since then, but this one is the official sequel. There are a couple of reasons for this. It's ...

Is my daughter a magpie?

A few weeks ago I wrote about my belief that Amelie could be a Mogwai. The jury is still out on that one. Mainly because she has started demonstrating behaviour consistent with something that sounds similar. A magpie. Metal objects have started to go missing lately. The first thing to vanish was my Batman multitool. It's a particularly useful gadget as ...