Somewhat after Thomas Hood (1799-1845) No hopes – no dreams –No plans – no schemes –No sense – no brains – no understanding why and how –No smiles – no …

Before joining the Crusades, an English knight made sure his Lady stayed faithful by fitting her with a chastity belt. He locked the armoured contraption securely and, not wishing to …

With apologies to E. J. Thribb (aged 17½) So. FarewellThen Mr Elis-Thomas.You were one of the original Senedd intake,The so-called Class of ’99. Keith’s mum says she has never heard …

1 One summer afternoon in the long school holidays five children wandered off to have adventures in the countryside. They were all nine-year-olds who lived in the semi-rural outer suburbs …

Gerry Barrington and Teddy Frobisher popped round for a (socially distanced) catch-up Great to see you! Come in! And you can take that grubby mask off Gerry, I’ve had my …

I despair. No person with a modicum of intelligence, conscience and decency can do anything other than despair in the rotten to the core UK controlled neck and crop by …

Unedited entries from Five-Year Diary 1966SUNDAY DECEMBER 25thChristmas Day. Sunny & frosty. Sheaf knife from Auntie Hazel & Uncle Roy. Spirograph from Nanny & Poppa. Sports coat from Mum & …

How many beans make five? Five. Correct. What weighs more, a ton of feathers or a ton of iron? They weigh the same. Correct. Constantinople is a long word. Spell …

I feel like Heledd in Cynddylan’s hall, A roofless ruin amid a land ransacked, Or Taliesin seeing comrades fall As rampant Saxon brutes the corpses hacked, Or frightened Beuno by …

What can I get you, Archbishop? Tea? Coffee? A soft drink? Homemade turnip wine? Something stronger? Give me a large port. Umm…Rotterdam? How about a Bloody Mary? Be patient, Gerry …