“I miss my friends,” the seven year old said. “I don’t know why I can’t play with them.” “I’m stir-crazy!” Grumbled a man we passed in the street. “It’s fant...

It is funny times. The world as we knew it has turned upside down, stepping from our doors we enter a world fraught with invisible danger, we are constantly ...

They poured out of the primary school, chatting nine to the dozen and three of them were chanting, “Corona, corona, I’m a virus, watch out!” I was driving ou...

“Aachoo! Aachoo!” Heads turn, I’m the centre of attention in the corona conscious street. A third and fourth time I sneeze. At least I do so into the crook o...

I go over my corona-fight programme as I click down the pavement, ensuring my crutch doesn’t trip the elderly brandishing walking sticks, snag the wheels of ...

The sun was shining for the first time since September. I exaggerate. It has shone a few times during the past five months, but only in bursts, an hour here,...

The tiny van slewed to a halt and out jumped a young woman wearing muddy gumboots. Her long golden hair flew in the wind as she flung open the back doors, pu...

We were walking along, chatting about the new house we hope to move into in a month. The drizzle pattered lightly on the glass roof and water trickled down t...

“Armageddon,” I heard somebody say, “is round the corner” I was about to walk away from what I thought was a religious argument, but stopped when the other o...

We were in sunny courtyard sipping coffee, licking crumbs of chocolate from our lips. Sun? Yes, sunshine after three months with almost none. Rather than enj...

Despite my condition we caught the London bus which passes our front door and 3.30 hours later were ensconced in The World City, as Carl Largerfeld called it...

I’m going to moan, and for a positive reason which will become clear as you read. It has not been an easy start to the year, indeed, the past three months ha...

I was about to write that I’m too ill to write, but writing this first sentence encourages me to engage with the outside world. All my life I’ve been a commu...

Monumental is the only word for this election we are concerned about in Britain this week. It is a game changer. The Union is at stake. The NHS is. Our socia...

She said, “I trust Boris because he’s a liar. It shows he’s human, we all lie, so I trust liars.” Could that sum up why Trump and Boris gained power? The pro...

From a luxury house tastefully clad in expensive wood, perched upon cliffs falling to an exciting but over-loved little fishing village, out he walked. He wa...

Life is so often a sod. In the village that we’ve not long left, nine people died in a six week period, rocking the small community’s spirit. Two men in thei...