I’ve been working hard at the fine art of making myself itchy (putting ‘earthwool’ or glass-fibre insulation in the wall cavities of our home.) so
It’s the time of year, again, where the amount of things doesn’t really fit into the time allotted for them. For us, we’ve had Mrs.
The flickering light of the flames, the pulsing red of the coals, the sheer sensuous pleasure of the radiant heat. There’s no doubt in my
A commentor here observed that the Merchant and Empire books are set in a small world. It’s an interesting observation, and one that deserves some
Now once upon a time (your cue that this is merely a made up tale. No real coffee machines or companies were involved), there was
It’s Tuesday, and while that means I’m here, this Tuesday is not like other Tuesdays. My own stress is reaching a fever pitch. The Lesser