Well, once again long time no see, er - that is long time, you no see me...if you see what I mean. I apologise. There are a number of valid excuses, the most pertinent of which is that my computer blew up in flames several weeks ago and now I am back to chalk and a slate...there's not much you can do to those, but neither are they particularly well known for hosting websites, and that is one of our problems. Its a bit like being in a time where there WERE no computers, and I tell you, my eyesight has improved a lot since I gave computers up.
Like people everywhere, I am right now astonished by the drama occurring on the streets of Manchester (as well as various other places) this evening; as I write much of the youth, freeloaders, dropouts and disaffected of England seem to be running amok and burning out cars, destroying buildings, homes and businesses and generally causing pain, distress and fear to the general populace; watching this havoc made me think of the Blitz in the second world war (not, you understand that I saw that first hand!), but I did a lot of research on that for a book I wrote for my Dad's birthday last year (when he was 70) all about the year he was born (the year of the Blitz); it brought home to me what it must have been like for the people then, and I feel terribly for the innocent people caught up in this mayhem, a shame to the country and a terrible indictment of a criminal minority hell bent on getting stuff for free and terrifying the entire populace into the bargain. I hope I never see anything like this again in my lifetime.
Little baby Harley is nicknamed 'Little Kisses' because one of his favourite things is to come to me, purring, and put his head right underneath my face....and of course, you just have to cover his lovely little head with kisses....mmmmm.....little kisses. 
