Be Not Inhospitable To Strangers

These words are painted on a wall in a bookshop in Paris called Shakespeare and Company. They’re  actually a paraphrasing of Hebrews 13:2, and when I first came across them I was struck by the power of their message, not for religious reasons, (obviously) as I don’t believe in Angels, but because the words mirror an... Continue Reading →

“Spare some change mate?”

“Get a Job!” This was the reply an educated, articulate and generally amiable mate of mine gave to the guy sat on the floor as we walked past on a rainy boozy November night out. This beggar who’d dared to ask the question - one of the many on the streets of Manchester that didn’t... Continue Reading →

Drowning in my Pyjamas

Now that I have eventually arrived at the year before the year I turn forty, I’ve found myself doing a bit of reflecting; as you do when you get out of a car after fourteen hours and feel seventy. Do you know, I’ve never found myself in the situation of drowning whilst wearing pyjamas. As... Continue Reading →

Confessions of an Addict*

(*Not to be confused with the similarly titled series of 1970’s films starring Robin Askwith) I have an addictive personality, what in a pre-PC age would have just been known as being weak-willed. It’s an affliction that the experts regularly disagree upon, as they do with most things, but involves a propensity to unnecessarily consume,... Continue Reading →

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