Why do we call it a “bathroom” when the bath is the probably the least used fitting in there?
I’ve reached the conclusion I consistently over estimate the intelligence of the general population
Heather and I swapped for a bit of history to continue our weekend’s adventure, catching a tube to the now bank infested docklands and the Museum of London Docklands.
Don’t think I’ve ever cheered a Supreme Court’s judge’s ruling before.
Seven. It’s a prime number. Is that important? It’s odd. Is that? In some cultures it’s lucky. It has a nice, round, feel. It is the number of years since you left. It feels like a point to turn around, in that roundness. In some ways I can pick any Continue reading …
Part of last year’s was a trip to Canary Wharf to see their illuminated art display. Heather and I enjoyed that, so we went back for the 2019 version as a sort of birthday treat.
It’s becoming something of a tradition to have a quick trip north just before Christmas and this year was no exception as Heather and I managed to squeeze a couple of days in Newcastle into a crowded December.
I seem to have been quite remiss at keeping up with a few things on here, so this is a bit of catch up post to quickly collect activities from the latter part of the year.