IT’S a sad confession, but my schoolteachers will remember that I was never any good at maths.
Arithmetic was always agony, geometry was grim, algebra always left me anxious – and trigonometry was simply terrible!
The sum total of my mathematical misery is something

JUST checking, but did I ever tell you the story of the B Hag?
No? Well, make yourself comfortable and grab a cup of tea because here goes . . .
What’s a B Hag? Well, don’t go down the road of imagining a

LET me be totally frank: I’m appalled, irritated, exasperated, wounded, infuriated, slightly tearful and a more than a little angry.
In short, I’m upset.
The lightning bolt news that Louis Rees-Zammit is quitting Rugby Union to try his hand at playing American Football came

“THE trouble with kids* today, eh?”
How often do we hear people tut-tutting and complaining about the younger generation?
Quite often, I guess, when you see random ‘feral’ gangs hanging around street corners.
But it is worth reminding ourselves that the vapers and alcopop-swiggers

IT was a former friend who once recycled the old joke of ‘A New Year’s resolution is something that goes in one year and out the other.’
With a wit as sharp as that, it was little wonder that he cut himself out of

DO you really want to know what gets up my nose?
It’s got five letters, starts with a V and isn’t a Vicks Inhaler!
The answer is, of course, Vapes.
The craze for vaping not only gets up my nose; it gets down my