O Noodly Master, O Flying Spaghetti Monster Give me the strength to get out of bed early enough to make my morning tea Do not let the Today programme lull me back to sleep. Grant that I may find a warm seat on the left of the bus where that little ledge is that I can rest [...]
No-one can actually enjoy moving home. Well, maybe some people get some twisted enjoyment from it. Maybe some weirdos move as often as they can for kicks (I love jumping in and out of hire vans, me). For any normal person however, the prospect of dealing with estate agents or letting agents (a kind of [...]
I only got to Barcelona about three hours ago, and got the taxi across town from the bus station before getting dropped off to wander my way through a few of the back alleys of El Raval. The alleys are narrow, the buildings close enough to each other on either side that it feels like [...]
