Flying backwards

I have just arrived at my chap’s cottage ‘in the shire’. It is a blistering hot day; it has been a long drive and this flying visit comes at the end of a long teaching term and a testing few days at the start of the school holiday. I am a tad grumpy, a tad…

Branching out

I am back to report that reaching Level 60 in this game called Life is absolutely fab – I can only apologise for my curmudgeonly approach to the Big Day back in December. I am now older and wiser. ‘Reaching 60’ sounds ancient, whereas ‘Level 60’ in gaming terms infers that I have ‘levelled up’ and earned…