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The Purpose of Wasps
Let's not beat around the bush folks, virtually everyone hates wasps, more so than any other living creature, except perhaps, the common rat. Wasps are perpetually aggressive at this time of year, making pub gardens and picnic areas places to avoid as summer draws to a close. Just this weekend, Dan, the spin bowler at our cricket club, had his "Young player of the year" celebrations cut short by inadvertently drinking from a lager ...
How Much Work Do You Do in a Day?
I have been working as a project coordinator couple of days a week on a contract in Oxfordshire that, if I am honest, doesn't actually involve doing much for the money I am being paid. As a consequence, my gratitude for the cash is occasionally (but not often) laced with guilt that comes courtesy of the end client not getting value for money. This project is a somewhat strange situation for me because I have not worked in the enviro...
Frack Me, It’s a Gold Rush
I can’t remember a day passing over the past couple of weeks without the subject of fracking being in the news. It appears to be an extremely controversial subject that is getting vehement support from the Government and bitter protests from environmentalists. Many people see protesters portrayed in the press as the great unwashed, rich kids with nothing better to do or indeed, just hangers on looking for a party or a flare up with the ...
One Man and His Dog
I have acquired a dog for two weeks whilst my fiancée is on holiday busily sunning herself with her two daughters in Crete. It is a working Cocker Spaniel that, despite being overs six years old (the same age as me in dog years apparently) has enough energy to wear you out just looking at her. Dog's need walking, especially this one, otherwise it will be a hyperactive and frustrated pain in the arse, doing several hundred laps of the house ...
Dentists and Pharmacists
I had an evil toothache this week, the first in years and a reminder that this type of nerve pain is second to none, always there, day and night, making my face throb and bringing tears to my eyes. Fortunately, I managed to get an emergency dental appointment with an elderly and flamboyant Irishman whom, if he had a strap line on a business card, it would simply read, "I don't fuck about." It was a bizarre experience, without even ...