The Pursuit of Idleness
What a delectable notion is the concept of idleness. The very word conjures up a…
What a delectable notion is the concept of idleness. The very word conjures up a…
For those of us that live there the London Underground is one of life’s mundane…
Of all the characters I have encountered at the pond over the years, he has…
The old priest was dying. He had been diagnosed with prostate cancer six months or…
In the second part of his stint gigging in Dollywood, Angus Dunican discovers both an…
As the Edinburgh Festival gets underway, Angus Dunican reflects on jobs comedians take out of season.…
Shooting, like any other skilled sport is undoubtedly more enjoyable if you do it well. …
“It’s dark. I am naked, dripping in hot oil. Heavy breathing and panting fills the basement as hands move quickly up my slippery thighs.” A candid insight in to the wonderful world of spa reviewing…
“Thursday last, at the pond, early morning, at about a quarter to eight. Sun grins down on me, the first sunny day in a long time. A nascent but confident Sun, full of vitality and young strength.”
William Boot, he of unfortunate experiences on foreign shores, manages to find the only corner of northern Italy best left forgotten…
“It was nearly two weeks ago. A Saturday. I was catching an evening train down to Barham. The day was damp and drizzly and the tube and station were crawling with the strident remnants of a football match.”
“The switch at Bangkok was smooth, but the jet lag was rearing its ugly head and the floor was starting to swim.” A science-turned-English teacher reports from Malaysia…