Without a doubt the worst thing about being Giraffe is the diet. It’s all leaves leaves leaves. One day I’d like a lovely bowl of sprouts, just one bowl, I’m not greedy, perhaps with some gravy, a joint of beef
The End of Holidays
My Holiday is over and I have to look at getting some work done. This means that I can no longer spend the entire day chattering on Twitter or watching endless Blue-Rays (it is the proper spelling) and DVDs while
After Edinburgh
Crikey! Has it really been a thousand years since I last blogged my guts out? Yes it has. Since we last spoke I’ve been up to Edinburgh for the fringe festival and what fun I had. This year I popped