Brits in the USA

It has been a long time since I last wrote a blog post. As the time between posts stretches out, it gets harder and harder to get back on tr...

Lately, I've been thinking rather a lot about my teen years. I have an (almost) teen so I should be in a good position to give her lots ...

So another Christmas has arrived and another year is on the way out. This morning I got a knock on my door, slightly too early. It was the k...

I hate it that I can be this way. Peevish, petty and point scoring. I get irritated and I say something I don't mean. Or I mean it but i...

The first time I saw the skyline of New York I felt a chill. We had arrived at a chaotic JFK airport and trundled in a taxi van through the ...

There can be a tendency to dismiss Canada as cold and boring. On my first trip to Canada, I visited Windsor, a crushingly-dull low rise plac...

A strange thought occurred to me over the weekend. What if these are the last days of the Republic and we are about to be swallowed up by th...

For weeks now we have been held captive at a horror show that's otherwise known as the U.S. Presidential elections. It's apt that it...

Today I felt like my life is a holding pattern. I see the lights on the runway but they are a flickering blue. The man with the ping-pong ba...

Here's something that has been troubling me. Not to the point of waking up and pacing but it's certainly a strange thing. If we co...

These are frightening times to be alive in America. Ignoring the bombs in New York, there's the small matter of the scary clowns who are...