I don’t know what it is about elections that gets my juices flowing, but I just can’t resist ’em. As an armchair spectator, of course, which is why I was up until the early hours yesterday watching events unfold in the US.
It all started on 15th October 1964 when I was spending the night at my grandmother’s house and she let me stay up late to watch the general election coverage. Read more ›››
Having a birthday at the end of October, the party games when I was a youngster tended to have a Halloween theme. One of the most popular was dry-bobbing for apples.
This involved hanging apples from a door lintel by string tied to their stalks. To win the game, you had to take a bite out of one while holding you hands behind you back. And bloody difficult it was too. About the only way to do it was to find a way to pin it to the doorway so it would stay still long enough to take a bite. Read more ›››