It is time to make a stand against
Grannies. Or at least, a certain sort
of Granny. There are too many of them, and government statistics reveal that
they will form the majority of the British population by 2025. So like it or
not, we are all turning into Grannies, or something like them. Some would say
this is not a bad thing. After all, Grannies give you hugs, they bring you
treats, and sometimes they even let you stay up late when they’re babysitting
because Mummy's gone out ram-raiding.
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Thursday, 2 June 2016
Friday, 15 April 2016
The Time Vampires- a memory
The most boring job I ever had in the past, wasn’t having to
clean out the bacon boiler in a supermarket. That was greasy and gooey, but in
the end I saw it clean and sparkling. (Cleaning isn’t a boring job because
there’s an end result, even if the thing you’re cleaning will be dirty again
tomorrow.) Neither was it cleaning toilets in a factory – for the same reason. In the end, it all comes out sparkling. I took quite a pride in it, really.
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