You may know that, in the US, women were once referred to as Chicks. To be fair, I don’t know if people still use the term Chick in the US. It could have fallen out of favour or it could have been considered inappropriate with the PC brigade. Well, here in the UK, women are […]
Category Archives: Humour
Not quite as expected
Although I was born and raised in the US, I have lived in the UK for the past 20 – 25 years or so. Over the years, I have welcomed a number of family members for visits and lead a number of expeditions into London. This particular day, my mother and I went along South […]
Showed you?!!? Where???
I worked for the McHaggis firm of solicitors – which is a Law Firm if you’re speaking American – in the Probate department. Although, as an English person I am loath to use the word “quaint”, the village is painfully quaint – the buildings along the High Street (which is like Main Street – every […]
I shave it!!
I first met Julie when I climbed through the window at the old-fashioned firm in the village. The office is next door to the church on Church Street and was erected in the Tudor period. The large oak staircases on the ground floor hid the usual nooks and crannies that can be found in a […]
Effeminate Pirate
Great Tits (stop giggling!) are a rather small yellow and blue bird in England. We had a small flock of the happy and earnest birds in the vast back garden behind my and Troy’s first flat. One cold and wet May Bank Holiday, the family in our eaves fledged their 8 chicks. I had imagined […]
My Baby Sister
One morning when I was 11, Mom turned off the Little River Band concert on the TV and said that we needed to talk. It was springtime outside and the sun was streaming through the living room windows. Against this backdrop, Mom poured forth a story about how she had fallen in love but that […]
Dad -v- Spider
Dad built a house for each of his two wives. Both marriages ended in divorce, but the houses themselves have lasted. So I’m visiting Dad one weekend. The back of his house is a corn field. I’m In my bedroom (originally painted blue for my former stepbrother) and I’m at my desk doing some homework. […]
Brazilian Summer, Illinois Winter
Andrea and I were in school together – aged 14-ish. In the hallway one day I saw some older kids picking on a girl saying “Go home! We don’t want you here.” I remember marching up and putting myself in between her and her tormentors. I said “How many languages do you speak?!” When I […]
