How to express yourself in court

Those of you who are at all squeamish about bodily functions or ladies jiggly bits look away now. . Earlier this week I was at the Royal Courts of Justice. Glamorous sounding I suppose - but the bogs are just as vile as in any teeny local court. They smell positively Dickensian which I suppose adds an [...]

raindrops keep falling on my trainers

Whilst sitting waiting to be called into court this morning in a gloomy conference room at Gloucester County Court today my solicitor and i heard an icecream van outside, jingling its tune. it was playing the tune to ‘raindrops keep falling on my head’. Had the infamous Dr Foster attended there today he would have risked going [...]

a grand day out

Whilst out for a run first thing on Monday morning along the seafront (baby safely at home with grandma and grandpa) I passed probably 20 sets of grandparents out with their grandkids – crabbing with bacon on a string off the slip, haring around on the field lobbing a tennis ball for grannies jack russel or buzzing along [...]