My RAC subscription is due next month and the letter arrives today. The sum will auto-debit next month but I realise I have a new credit card linked to that payment and it won’t go through on the day. So I do the decent thing and give them a call to let them know the …Continue Reading
I’ve signed up again at a local gym. This time, it’s just ten minutes walk from home so no more excuses about not going. Membership fees are reasonable and there’s a staggering number of classes on offer from ‘legs, bums and tums’ to ‘body combat’ whatever that is. Must try one of them someday. Now …Continue Reading
Many museums around the world are high tech and interactive, challenging visitors to think again about important themes and concepts and offering fun exhibits for the children. Others are dry and boring. Holidaymakers often feel obliged to visit places they would never dream of entering at home and end up regretting it. But, if you’re …Continue Reading
Remember the 1979 song Video Killed the Radio Star? Marconi’s invention has proved to be surprisingly resilient over the decades but an article I read today on a US media blog was alarming. In the olden days when I was a fulltime radio journalist, we lived for emergencies and crises . We dreamed of major …Continue Reading
Future generations will marvel at the way we lived in the 1980s or 90s. Today’s children are growing up in a truly connected age where many of the things we once took for granted are becoming irrelevant. What did we do without smart phones for instance?
She was sitting in an airport bar in a midwestern city, drinking cocktails at four in the afternoon. Does this sound like the start of a seedy novel? I sat on the next stool and ordered some fizzy water, found the free wifi and began to idly browse websites.
North America is all about big trucks. Shiny creatures covered in chrome that thunder along the freeways night and day transporting bricks, beets and Bud Light across the States and beyond. Do their drivers still listen to country music and send enigmatic messages on crackly CB radios?
Does anyone ever buy overpriced perfumes, cigarettes, metrosexual jewellery and assorted knick knacks on planes these days? I’d love to know. The ever-smiling cabin staff push the trolleys to and fro along the aisles but no-one seems to get out their credit card.
Isn’t it lovely when a plan comes together? It can also be marvellous when plans crumble to dust. I did take a certain malicious glee in reading in higher education’s trade paper THE how Cardiff University’s efforts to appoint a new Chancellor ended in disaster.