The story of last night

“Maybe we’ll find a little adventure,” joked Herself as we headed out for a walk in the neighbourhood after dinner last night. We live in one of London’s quieter districts and the evenings tend to be tame on this side of town. We’re low-key people. We like it that way. Nearing the end of our…

Giving life the runaround

Of all the tortures to which an otherwise sane person could willingly submit themselves, there are few activities I dread and despise more than jogging. Everything about this most sadistic of ventures fills me with equal measures of distain and revulsion. And yet, as soon as I arrive home from work, I waste no time in…