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The last time that I had my children (Half-Term: brilliant), one of the things that I promised Youngest Son was that we would play football on Sunday. After Church, and after “I’ve bought a few things for lunch” and after “I’ve got the lunch under way.”. In readiness for this, we went off to Argos and [...]

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1. It was recently end of term, and so the children’s classwork was all returned to us in their book bags. One of the year’s projects had been “When I grow up…” and Youngest Son had played fairly true to type with “I want to be a vet and look after sharks”. His twin sister [...]

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Well, as expected, Wife’s Private View was phenomenal – her work stood head and shoulders above that of the others who were exhibiting in the same gallery (although it is fair to say that “Fat Film” – a series of photographs wherein the iconic stars of modern masterpieces, in their most famous poses are replaced [...]

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I thought Eldest Son had been kidnapped today. This is (as with any parent) the nightmare to end all nightmares, and it strikes me most forcibly when Wife is (as she was today) engaged elsewhere. Shepherding three children, particularly around the catnip-filled lagoons of Chiswick’s Waterstone’s, is pretty heavy-going – and so I am always [...]

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Not fashionable, I know – but here’s something positive to say about the Police:- This morning, they rang our doorbell to see if anyone answered, because our bedroom window on the first floor was wide open and the burglar alarm was tilted at an angle. The police, seeing this, were concerned that someone had used [...]

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Armed with the new satellite navigation thing that Wife gave me for Christmas (in the knowledge that I could get lost in a cardboard box), we all set off to see Best Friend and Talented Art Director with Monkey Arms for lunch today. We managed to make a brief (three hours) and not financially ruinous [...]

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Boxtastic

Thursday, 12th April 2007 We move house quite soon. Wife’s found a fantastic place a couple of streets away (crucially, it’s still within the catchment area for the children’s school), with two more bedrooms and a great garden. With everything else that Wife does, she has also managed to pack up most of our belongings. [...]

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Monday, 20th August 2007 Well, thank FUCK he told me – because I’d never have guessed. Tonight’s driver was a rollicking display of racial hatred. Beginning with a relatively amusing “A black man in a Ferrari: you never used to see that.” it blossomed into a celebration of bigotry and stupidity. Delivered by a 60 [...]

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Mrs. Matlock

Saturday, 29th March 2008 Wife has returned victorious and Matlock-like from Court. She has decided to go to court over the constant application of parking tickets to our car, on the excuse that the tyres are on the white lines of the bay. Given that the other tyres are up against the pavement (not on [...]

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Saturday, 26th April 2008 I discovered last night that this street is literally shitting celebrities. At a party for the “new arrivals” (the presenter, Jeremy Vine and his wife), I discovered that not one, but two James Bonds live here: Timothy Dalton AND Pierce Brosnan. Brosnan I have seen, sauntering along, looking debonair and clutching  [...]

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