Who you calling a silly cow, you stupid poo poo head?

Last week my driving escapades stooped to a new level when a fellow female driver felt it necessary to wind down her window and express her displeasure with a verbal tirade, likening my road skills to that of grazing cattle. I was on a narrow road and had just had to do some splendid manoeuvring (if…

Nuts, or creative?

When driving my son home from school this afternoon he declared, “Look, mummy, that cloud looks like a dragon!” And so it did.  There it was with its long nose breathing out smoke, as clear as day over the skies of Worthing. “Yes, but it could also be a dolphin,” I pointed out. “Oh yes,…