On an encounter with Princess Anne
2nd October 2014
Yesterday I spent two hours looking for a photograph of me with the aforementioned Princess. Couldn’t find it. That’s two hours I’ll never get back. Could have watched two and a bit Houses of Cards or run a marathon.
I did find this though. Favourite picture from my childhood.
But you’re here now, so I may as well tell the Princess Anne story.
*gets comfortable in Ronnie Corbett chair, adjusts glasses…*
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On drinking with an Irishman
16th September 2014
Recently I spent a week writing on the west coast of Ireland.
One evening I drove three miles to the nearest pub and ordered pint a Guinness.
What follows are the words I exchanged with a burly local in possession of a strong Irish brogue and an overpowering handshake.
Matt
16th July 2014
This is a short piece about my dear friend Matt Richell, who died in a surfing accident two weeks ago.
On an exciting cycling story oh yes
15th May 2014
It’s been so long since I last posted I’ve forgotten some of your names.
Truth be told I’ve been busy editing my novel, which is to be published later this year. It’s a secret for now but pop by again soon and all will be revealed. Unlike everything else I write on here this is PROPER news.
Back to non-proper news: three days ago I experienced the extreme highs and crushing lows of competitive cycling. This is my story.
On a road trip across the USA
19th December 2013
Shalom.
In the summer Joan suggested a road trip in the USA. Joan herself doesn’t drive but that didn’t seem to bother her. And so it was that last month we flew to LA, picked up our mid-range Toyota and set off on what Douglas Adams might term the adventure of a liff-time.
Here’s a short video I made during our stop-off in Philadelphia.
Miriam Salaman (September 1914 – October 2013)
28th October 2013
Miriam was my grandmother. She died earlier this month. This is a short piece about her.
On yodelling at a recent wedding
18th September 2013
Bonjour.
Ca va?
Good.
Recently an old university friend (Tom) and I sang at the wedding of an old university friend (Kev). An old university friend (George) filmed it and created the following short. They’re all doctors but that’s irrelevant.
Wonderful occasion it was.
Here’s the film.
On riding a stage of the Tour de France
26th July 2013
(or how I overcame great adversity to fulfil my personal destiny)
Wotcha. How are the pigs? You keep pigs, right? Sorry, I must be mistaken.
For my **th birthday last December Joan bought me a gift to treasure: entry into the famously gruelling Etape du Tour cycling race. I rode it two weeks ago. This is my story.
(posey I know but it’s done now)
On encountering a suicidal maniac
24th July 2013
Oh it’s YOU.
Hello and welcome to my weblog. Funny word, weblog. Dated. Looks like it’s from the 1950s. Let’s move on.
Close followers of 2008 internet sensation saulwordsworth.com will notice I haven’t blogged much of late. Some will be pleased to hear I’m about to remedy this to the tune of two blogs in one week, others less so. Either way it’s happening so get over yourselves already is it.
Today I’m here to relate my recent encounter with a madman.
On being bollocked by Clive Mantle, serial complainer
4th April 2013
Well helleur.
Many of you will have read the gory story concerning Game of Thrones and Casualty actor Clive Mantle a couple of weeks ago.
Mantle, 55 and massive, had part of his ear BITTEN OFF after asking one of his fellow Travelodge guests to keep it down.
Funny thing is, I know how they felt…
*gazes dreamily upwards into thought bubble*