Three score and ??? by Trevor Plumbly

I’m staring down the barrel of 78; old age has arrived and I’ve been collecting wisdom to compensate. There’s lots of theories around; for example, someone said (I don’t know who), “The thing about old age is that you can see the good in people more easily.” My research suggests that that’s a load of bollocks! That sort of sanctimonious crap belongs in Christmas cracker mottoes, or to old fogies wanting to clock up a few brownie points before the bloke with the scythe visits. It’s a bloody mysterious caper this age… Read More

An invitation to dine by Trevor Plumbly

No pressure: just pick four people to invite for dinner. But when you’re a grumpy old bugger, it’s not that easy. To help you choose: there are no restrictions, rich, poor, famous or just ordinary. I don’t want a group of like minds, or an interesting mix for good light conversation; I want people like me, that don’t sit around nodding politely at post-prandial pearls; I want people that love a good bitch about everything they can’t possibly change. So I’ll have no politicians and none of that ‘putting the world right… Read More