Brits in the USA

Let's admit it we have all wanted to be someone else at some point in their lives. What guy has never wanted to have the star appeal of ...

Belgium may be out of the World Cup but the fun is just beginning for one fan whose iconic Viking image was spotted by a modelling company t...

I try not to check the stats on my blog too much because it tends to resemble John Cleese's parrot. A combination of infrequent postings...

Every four years - assuming they are in the World Cup - Americans get all excited about the game with the iniquitous 's' word. ...

I hesitated briefly as I saw the reassuringly thick spine in the library and finally grabbed it from the shelf. Hemingway to me feels like a...

It's hard to believe the iconic Bruce Springsteen song Born in the USA is 30 years old. The year was 1984 and I distinctly remember the ...

You have to spare the odd thought for King Richard III. Demonized as a scheming hunchback by Shakespeare, and found with his skull smashed i...

It's only April (I think it's still April); which is, of course, the cruelest month boasting the sinking of the Titanic, the Hillsbo...

If there is one song that sums up the madness and complexity of the world it has to be Ashes to Ashes by David Bowie. I love this song, an...

It occurs to me that you are totally mad. You know who I am talking about you. Loopy. Bonkers. Three bricks short of a load and the load was...

Zara wanted me to blog about her fossil hunting exploits. I was fine with the idea because it can be difficult to decide what to blog about,...