Of Surprises & Wet Noses

  Surprising the one you love is hard….very hard. Usually, if they know you well enough and you’re not an Oscar or Grammy Award winner they can tell when you’re fibbing and when you’re nervous. They can even tell when

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Arriva Saves The Day

  If you’re one of those who drag their behind to the gym six times a week, please stop reading now. If you can run up a hill singing, or run the marathon backwards this won’t impress you either, and

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Live, Let Live, Or Get Out Of My Way

  Life never stops to amaze me. I go through phases, sometimes even long phases, thinking that I have seen it all, read it all, or heard it all, but occasionally something new manages to come out of nowhere and

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Was it an asteroid or what?

  For days now I’ve been walking around with a big sly smile on my face. I see people staring, wondering what’s wrong with me. I see kids pulling at their mothers’ skirts and pointing at the silly woman singing

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Call of Duty

Last month I did the unthinkable – for the first time in months I took a day off work. I mean a whole full day of leave for no particular reason whatsoever. The intention was to dilly dally and take

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Amazing Africa – Tanzania

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Cards Vs Crutches

In a story of sorts that appeared in today’s paper, a 20 year old woman, who by her own admission looks entirely healthy and fit, felt compelled to complain about people who do not realise that she has a hidden

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Dr. Smith At Your Cervix

  In October 2011, this piece was named a Finalist in  “America’s Funniest Humor!”(TM) Writing Contest held by HumorPress.com, one of the Internet’s highest-ranking humor contest sites. This is where I speculate on the speculum and get intimate with the

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The Day That Changed My Life Forever

Throughout the week a lot of things get my goat, and they all compete with each other for my blogging attention. This week I was considering writing about – the 10th year anniversary of the 9/11 terrorist attacks, or Noel

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St. Dorothy’s Class of 91

Unbelievable! It’s been twenty years. Over 7000 days! It’s been just over 7300 days since I left secondary school – that humid, mouldy, arthritis haven in Mdina – also known as the good old days at St. Dorothy’s Convent. I

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