Felix Elkin: On tidiness
Snippets and crumbs For as long as I can remember, my father, Nick, was intensely (OCD) ordered. He used to, for example,...
Snippets and crumbs For as long as I can remember, my father, Nick, was intensely (OCD) ordered. He used to, for example,...
I enjoyed the recent, witty, rueful correspondence in the Daily Telegraph about the age or stage at which you stop “falling over”...
Another in the series of drop-in guest blogs. This time it comes following an over-nighter in London to do some bits and...
I am heartily sick of seeing attractive photographs of beaming, jolly people with Alzheimer’s. You know the sort of thing. The Alzheimer’s...
I regard myself as a sensible person but, oh boy, have I been stupid. I’ve been interested in food for as long...
I suppose, at some point in the future, I shall be allowed to sleep for more than an hour or two. I...
OK “war” might be a bit of an exaggeration but My Loved One certainly looked like a bit-part actor in a field...
I have bought a wheelchair. And if it’s a bit sad to be quite excited by it and what it promises, then...