Politically speaking, I am an uncomfortable hybrid, something between an ostrich and an idiot savant. I don’t watch the news for daily, hourly tidbits of frustration and terror. I don’t know each incident comprising the ongoing catastrophe that is Trump’s madness, but I know what’s going on. I don’t need endless examples: in fact, I’d […]
Did you just shudder? Wince? Don’t worry; you’ll get over it. Stick with me, kid. If you’ve travelled in North America, you’ve already encountered some terrible shocks, especially first thing in the morning, and between 3 and 4 in the afternoon, when the blood sugar drops. And at 11am, and of course, at bedtime. And […]
I have a problem with pants. Not pants per se, but the word. It tends to slip out when I don’t intend it. I’ve tried, but there’s something so ingrained in me, something that either refuses or cannot learn to say “trousers” when I mean those fabric things that cover your legs, that aren’t skirts. […]