I recently discovered that I’m an accidental stoic. I’ve been a stoic for longer than I’ve known what a stoic is.

Sean. Caviar

And John. Born to privilege in England. A second class degree from Durham not really enough for the foreign office, but this is England. Connections matter. An avuncular word in the right ear, and suddenly a position opens up in “the service”.

Gallic Belligerence

All the major cities, and some minor ones are in turmoil. At the Assemblé Nationale, the members sang a lusty Marseillaise, preventing the Prime minister from defending the policy.

Sean. Return

“Nonsense. My associates will whisk you back to your desk after lunch.” She nodded that the four impassive guards. “I’m afraid I must insist.” There was steel in her tone.

Crunch time

Obviously, I’m leaving it a while before I start the jokes. “Kissed a pillar? You can do better than that. There you are - slap it into manual. Smashed it!”

Every Day is a Learning Day

Who, in God’s name, came up with the RJ45? It’s the most ridiculous, stupid, badly thought-out connector in history.

A touch of the Covids

However, Friday and the weekend, I have reverted to a pre-infant. Within a couple of hours of getting up, I’m ready for a nap. First order of business after lunch? Yep. A nap. At times, I needed a nap before being ready for my nap.

Single Tasking

Sod’s law dictates that I’ll get super healthy and then be hit by a bus, real or metaphorical, but hey, not much I can do about that.
You've successfully subscribed to Writer, interrupted.
Great! Next, complete checkout to get full access to all premium content.
Welcome back! You've successfully signed in.
Unable to sign you in. Please try again.
Success! Your account is fully activated, you now have access to all content.
Error! Stripe checkout failed.
Success! Your billing info is updated.
Error! Billing info update failed.