ANNALS OF KID SCIENCE
overheard, small sister (7?) and brother (8?) sitting together on a bus (the brother is the older one)
b: there IS no largest number! s: yes there is!* b: there could be a number that started at the beginning of this bus and […]

If you sing Blue Moon it’ll all be over soon
A starting discovery after an ill-advised trip to the dodgy late-serving Irish bar on Caledonian Road near Kings Cross (is the dodgy necessary or already contained within the words ‘near Kings […]

THE DADDINO FAMILY TREASURY OF CHRISTMASES PAST
Christmas 1978

L-R: Grandpa, Aunt Pat, Tommy, Mom, Aunt Millie, Nanny, Me, Grandma, Holly, Bobby, Uncle John.
There’s me in mid-bodytwist, dodging Holly and Tommy, wearing a clingy lavender-color[…]

Ah, Tom really was boozing at this point. Forget the Narnia affectations of the comedy gag in the title. Anyway it would be funnier if it was the Lion In Winter And The Garderobe. Instead we have a really rather austere period piece which yet again h[…]

That’s what it says on the piece of paper. It must be said though that the scribe was mighty pissed at the time and, well, Digby is the biggest fucking dog in the world. No two ways around it. A cautionary tale perhaps for anyone who gets a pup[…]

THE DADDINO FAMILY TREASURY OF CHRISTMASES PAST
Christmas 1977

L-R: me, mom, Holly
This is me giving my mom “my” present of florally-scented bath cubes. As a six-year-old I’m not someone with pocket change for fancy gurl toiletries[…]

After the delights of the Euston Hexagon we’re delighted to announce that this year’s pub crawl is the Holborn Star.
It will kick off at 3.30 PM on December 29th at the White Hart on Drury Lane, and will meander to a conclusion in the wel[…]

PLONKED DOWN IN MAIDA VALE – I had one small glass of BBC white wine last night. I am still feeling the after effects. I think they must make it by getting hold of a loads of toxins, probably scraped from underneath the mixing desks, and fermen[…]

As far as I could work out, the main connection between Christmas and The Hudsucker Proxy is that it snows near the end. Why we still have this ridiculous link between snow and Christmas, at least in the UK, is beyond me. I think I have only ever see[…]

THE DADDINO FAMILY TREASURY OF CHRISTMASES PAST
Christmas 1977

L-R: me, Holly, mom, Tommy
I think I asked my mom to make the horsie kiss the dog. I love the look on my mother’s face, it’s so maudlin.
The dog was Holly, by the way. She ma[…]