Articles by: Alex Hawley
“The first week I lost two pounds. That was easy; just water weight, it’s all just water. Week two I only lost a pound. Week three I lost half an ounce…no, sorry, more like two thirds of an ounce. Week four I regained a pound…”
Syria, we still talking about Syria? A lot of ink has been spilled over which course of action should be taken following the use of chemical weapons a month ago.
Watching the lights play tag over and around the mountains and fjords put paid to any residual wisps of cynicism. To have watched Aurora’s dance a thousand years ago, how could one not have been religious?
Sunday night the lights turn up. In all their glory.
In Samoan, depending on context the word ‘Malo’ performs as ‘hi’, ‘hello’, ‘thank you’, ‘well done’, ‘good job’ and was the name of a cheerful, rotund boy in my class at secondary school.
Ooooh I can’t stand that Julie. Who does she think she is; coming over here with her brown shoes and her straight walking? Don’t get me wrong; I love a good moan.
After all the sullen news of the last fortnight I wanted to write a nice, positive piece this week. I was going to say something about the joys of public transport in London.
This week I learnt about the passing of Baroness Thatcher via a joke on Facebook.
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