Friko's World

When I finally rolled out of bed this morning, a little later than normally because I had no plans at all for today, and filled the kettle f...

I had never heard of gun buyback events until I read about it during one of my idle news scrollings. So, you live in the US, could do with a...

I've been struggling, the black dog came down for a visit and, as always when that happens, I felt unable to blog. You all appear so pos...

First it was Brexit, then the floods and now Coronavirus. The various news media have all been obsessed with just one subject at a time and...

There is just about still time to wish you all a happy and peaceful new year. Had I waited until tomorrow, being February, it might have bee...

In the era of Donald Trump and Brexit, Oxford Dictionaries has declared “post-truth” to be its international word of the year 2016. US ...

what is wrong with you? Have you gone stark staring mad? After last year’s horrors, I was counting on the silly season being exactly tha...

Since Friday morning six a.m. I have done little but follow the unfolding Brexit horror story; on the TV news, in political debates, newspap...

and come out from behind that black cloud, they decided to have a divorce. (image  it’s nice that ) .... alle Menschen werden Brüd...

Following news sources online is a mug’s game. There are too many sites which concentrate disproportionately on hyped and blown up bad news...

I knew I would regret starting a week-long series of posts on positivity. It’s just not like me to go searching for 'reasons to be ch...

at reasonable prices. A colouring book, a packet of crayons and coloured pencils, a rubber and frequently licked forefinger, and a tongue ...

“What’s libertarian?”  Beloved couldn’t give me a definite answer. We were both guessing. It’s late Sunday morning and we are having break...

What do you want first, good news or bad news? Some statements/headlines in the press or online are so stupid, outlandish, silly, ridicul...

Kelly stopped vacuuming and poked her head through the living room door on her way to doing the stairs. “So, what about this Ebola then.” ...

I need a wife. Even a husband would do. I am old. Like the castle. And like the castle I just want to sit and look pretty. I want t...

as speechless. This is a picture of the clock tower in the little Welsh market town of Knighton, just over the border from Valley’s End...

November, this much maligned and most melancholy of months, is over. The hole was deep and dark and nary a glimmer of light visible on t...

The kitchen was always the centre of the house, in fact, we had what was called a living kitchen then, one large room with a table and chair...

when it comes to suspected child abuse. Another week, another horror story about a child somewhere, in a perfectly ordinary street, in a h...