Ten years have passed since that horrible, awkward night and I'm still trying to process it.

For about a month or so, Boudica and I had almost daily arguments about the existence of Yetis.

I was watching 'Saving Private Ryan' when I glanced my phone and learned that the American president had declared war on anyone who hates Nazis.

There is rarely much correlation between the things that are funny, and the things that should be.

Here it is, my family recipe, and the source of the blood feud between my Scottish and Gypsy grandmothers.

I had an idea for a book the other day. Some people, a group of housemates, mainly, are watching the arrival of aliens on their television. Here's a tiny portion of what they might see.