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The Cryptic Critic

Sometime back I wrote a story. It had a girl, a boy and a motor bike in it with some love and an accident thrown in for good measure to spice things up, like I suppose in n number of other stories doing the rounds. Having written it, I did the next thing any [...]

Whirly

Whirly is annoyed and justifiably so! My sympathies lie with her of course. Our association dates to a long ten years. She and I have been friends for that long. She has been of immense help to me, always there to lighten my burden! Can I say the same about myself? Sadly, I cannot! I [...]

On a Tuesday Afternoon…

Having been reading The Hitchhikers Guide to the Galaxy just before dozing off, in all probability I should have been dreaming of Zaphod Beeblebrox, the two headed three armed Galactic President who I am told has been voted the Worst Dressed Sentient Being in the Known Universe for, hold your breath, a total of seven [...]

My Pink Towel

I have a pink towel and I guard it with my life. Extreme tactics you think?? Wait till you have to live as the lone Venusian in a house full of Martians!! When you do like I do you’ll know that you simply have to, guard it with your life I mean, if you [...]

Of Rolypolydom, Praying Goat and a Brother-in-law

I have a roly-poly brother in law. Don’t let those eyes pop out. I am in no mortal danger for making that statement.

For one he stays across the ocean in far away lands.
For another I am a good year older to him and am confident [...]

When men don’t ask for directions…

Women cannot read maps, they say, and men do not ask for directions. I cannot vouchsafe for the veracity of the first part of this statement, the opportunity of testing it having not risen in this two score and odd years of my life on Planet Earth. I am willing to admit though that perhaps [...]

The Race

Every week, there is a mad scramble, a veritable race between dog and woman, to see who gets to greet the Lord and Master first as he arrives home for the weekend. This is about one such weekend….

The Wife, as is usual, is sitting in front of the computer, brows knit, a thoughtful look on [...]


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