Two. Five. That’s the answer. Of course, I’m not LBJ, and this post is about mole trapping and not the slaughter of innocents, but I’m sure..
When I was a mere lad, our next-door neighbour was Mrs Broad. She was unremarkable. Well, there were a few things that I remember vividly. One was that her..
Christmas Eve. It’s the day before Christmas Day. The day before. Think about that. All Hallows Eve (or Halloween if you’re a fat kid looking for..
Plans are being planned, work is starting, the Idiot Brewery is open for business. Well, when I say open, I mean I opened the door, looked inside, muttered..
So, what’s been happening on the Five Acres of Idiocy? Let me tell you. I’ll keep it short and sweet. It will be, literally, succinct. You..
Yes, I know I said I’d do this last week, but as with any new project, time gets eaten up by so many things. So, here’s a brief tour of the five..
By the spirit of Barry Gibb, I’ve only gone and bleeding done it. An offer has been made on Smallholding B. There followed some shilly-shallying. I used..
Readers of my last post will know all about the Smallholding A versus Smallholding B conundrum. Well, here’s an update. I was wrong. No, I was right, but..
Once upon a time there were two smallholdings. Let’s call them Smallholding A and Smallholding B. In fact, to save me typing the word Smallholding over..
We all have dreams. I have them. You have them. Even Barry Gibb has them. We’re dreamers, each of us, and there’s not a lot wrong with that...
Tracy was, when all was said and done, a bit off her chump. She wasn’t like other girls. For a start, she could fight, smoke, drink, swear and..
I like Russian Imperial Stout. You like Russian Imperial Stout. Let’s face it; we all like Russian Imperial Stout but when you’re chasing your..
At last, after a period of time that seems like it’s been at least a year or two or maybe more, the Sawbones and his team have decided to cut me loose!..
Thus far in 2015, I have done the grand total of nothing in the garden. Whilst I accept I have been given a good going over with the laziness brush, this time..
It’s January, the nights are dark, it’s freezing cold, there’s nothing to do but drink heavily and watch shit on the television. As..