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Sunday morning and I’ve treated myself to breakfast out. Scrambled eggs on toast, coffee and freshly squeezed orange juice. I am listening to my favourite songs and people watching – things I love doing. In the last 24 hours I have bought ridiculous amounts of chocolate, drunk wine and had a long soak in a bath. All telltale signs that I am not in the happiest of moods. So what has caused that? One word – football. Let me explain.

It all started with a trip to Highbury to watch Arsenal when I was a kid. I couldn’t tell you who they played, the score or who won. The vivid...

In the last few months I’ve used public transport more and more, not least to get to London in my search for a new job. For all my moans about the cost, delays and overcrowding, public transport is relatively cheap and convenient given petrol, parking and accommodation costs. However that convenience is mitigated by the experience. Or it has been for me.

I appear to have become a bit of a magnet for “unusual” people. There have been the oddly sinister incidents. I realise people fall asleep on trains and I’ve been subjected to the head falling on my shoulder etc. However, on one...

People don’t often talk about the downside of singing. A few years ago Chris Rowbury wrote something about it in his blog - http://blog.chrisrowbury.com/2011/04/why-singing-is-bad-for-you-and-7.html We know about the health and social benefits but, apart from Chris, few mention the problems.

Singing can become addictive — once you start it’s very hard to stop. It’s such an enjoyable activity that you will start noticing it everywhere and begin to take every opportunity you can to sing and even whistle (space limitations prevent a detailed description of the negative aspects of...

After much excitement watching what was the old Debenhams building transform into the spectacular JL store, I was always going to be waiting at the front of the queue to experience the opening of Exeter's new fantastic addition. Just about everyone I know was informed that this was my intention, friends at work, on face book and at the gym (missing my usual body pump class, which I never miss!) As my dad waited in the queue at around 8.25am and 40 or so people in front of him, I dashed to Starbucks to fuel us with caffeine for the shopping extravaganza ahead. Only a few drops of rain...