Isn’t it time to ask the killer question?

Graffiti daubed on a toilet wall… (not in Harrods, obviously): “Why are we here? Why is space infinite? Why are we doomed? Why are you reading my bloody slogan?”… From almost the moment we’re born we have a natural desire to ask questions. This is particularly true when we’re children. Indeed, one survey discovered that

Who is the Guy in your Glass?

Some years ago I came across a poem, written by an American, Dale Wimbrow. It’s called ‘The Guy in the Glass’. With apologies that this is written solely in the masculine tense (it was created in 1934, the same year as my dad, who also generally views the world solely through the masculine tense), It

There really is no time like the present!

I’ve never thought of myself as being overly competitive; well, apart from Monopoly, of course, and Scrabble, and, obviously, Snap… and Happy Families, and maybe pool. But apart from the aforementioned, hardly competitive at all. All that changed, however, when I was invited to go (Go) Karting on my future son-in-laws stag weekend. Now, I