It's Mother's Day and the time to show appreciation for the women that have given us so much for so long. The sacrifices they mak...

Before I start I have to say that I'm not a prude and words don't offend me. I've chosen to write about this word now because...

In years gone by, the early days of the mobile phone, it was an exciting prospect to get a new device. The new features, exciting new int...

When I initially planned this post I thought that the forecast storm was going to be a lot more than what it was. The reason it got my at...

On Friday there was a substantial event in my home city of Sheffield. If you've following it on the news (particularly BBC Breakfast)...

I don't like winter, I've gradually grown tired of the season as I've gotten older. The cold is uncomfortable and unpredictab...

I rarely discuss work online. There's a reason for that, mainly that it's frowned upon by the bigwigs in the ivory tower. Austeri...

I'm a passionate remainer. I make no apology for it, I believe that the path this country is on is wrong. Problem is I'm surround...

I'm not ill very often so when do get ill I do it properly.

So 2018 is gone. Disappearing into the distance as we move ahead with 2019, the final year of yet another decade. Was 2018 so bad (pers...

I was going to call this post "Christmas Hangover" but circumstances have meant that has had to change. But first let's go ...

I like to take this opportunity to look back on my year at this time. As usual I'm publishing this post at the same time the Queen ...

Christmas has lost its way. There I said it. That's not to say all is lost, you must look at the whole celebration and how you view ...

One of my favourite Christmas pastimes is scrutinising the festive edition of the Radio Times (other listings magazines are available but...

I love drawing, it's a good way for me to process my thoughts and to channel them into a physical manifestation. It doesn't mat...