First things first, I trust you all had a very Merry Christmas, and I wish you all the best for 2009!
If you believe everything you hear on the news (don’t, it’s a killer!), then Christmas 2008 was a miserable affair for all concerned.
I am pleased to report, that far from fretting over the imminent arrival of Christmas - as the media would suggest 99% of us are, I am absolutely relishing the prospect!
Never before in the history of Nathan have I looked forward with this much gusto
On Saturday morning, I took a rare stroll through Weston town centre. Generally my only purpose for being in town is to get a fried breakfast, and to well, get a fried breakfast! This time I had an extra objective, preliminary research on the old Christmas
Ok, first things first. I’m back from Spain (did you guess it in the end?), and it’s somewhat colder in merry England. Did I miss the start of an Ice Age whilst I was away? Didn’t think it was the kind of thing you could miss!
Hello dear readers. In light of this troubling series of events that have recently befallen us, i.e. e.g. Nights getting darker, the death of Paul Newman, the credit crunch and the embarrassing predicament of my beloved Tottenham Hotspur, I’ve done the
It is with a slightly melancholic nature that I write this blog, sitting in Clarence Park with a paper and a bacon and egg sandwich, appreciating Saturday afternoon bathed in swathes of September sunshine. None of that is, in itself, reason to
Is there a more wasted resource in the whole of Weston-super-Mare, neigh North Somerset, than The Winter Gardens? I don’t think so. In the 60’s and 70’s we were talking The Beatles, David Bowie, Pink Floyd, and T Rex; a never ending merry-go-round of
First off the bat this week, heartiest congratulation to Team GB for finishing a stupendous fourth in the Olympic Medal Table. Real achievement is rare these days, so lets enjoy it whilst we can. However, one thing I most certainly did not enjoy was watching
As I sit down to write this blog, Great Britain is currently massively exceeding any expectations, lying a comfortable third in the Beijing Olympics Medal Table. After the heady heights of “super Saturday” when we experienced an unusually successful medal
How many of us spend the entire working week wishing it was clocking
off time on a Friday? I suspect that quite a lot is probably the honest truth,
and those of you who answered differently only did so because your working week
doesn’t end on a Friday.
In my last blog, I compared the sight of a roaming pack of asbos, to something straight out of a horror film. I had hoped to follow it up with something a little more positive. Well friends, it is my sad duty to report on an event right
Watching the news these days is increasingly akin to watching a horror film. You know that feeling when you desperately want to tear your eyes away, but something compels you to keep watching in spite of yourself? But the horror doesn’t end in some pat