The Plastic Mancunian

They say that an Englishman’s home is his castle. In my case, my own home is not my castle. It belongs to my three black cats. Regula...

In the crushing grip of a touch of writers block, I decided to look for a little inspiration in older posts and stumbled upon Train of ...

Picture the scene. I am sitting on the sofa watching England thrash Scotland in the Rugby Union 6 Nations. I am happy because England a...

My house is a total mess and it is all Mrs PM’s fault. Ever since we moved into our current house, she has had plans to shape it into her...

My online presence has been rather subdued for the past ten days because my router decided to expire. Trying to convince my ISP that the ...

There is a pecking order in my house and I am firmly entrenched at the bottom. Until last Tuesday I was fourth. Now I am fifth. We have...

Regular readers will know that my life is dominated by two black cats called Jasper and Poppy. Jasper is a huge bucket of fat covered in ...

I came across a blog post that inspired me. I have to say, that I laughed out loud when I read it because the author had written a serious a...