Falling Face First

Dammit, Preston. How many times do I have to tell that kid to pick up after himself? He’s left those little toy bricks all over the carpet. I know what the cliche is, and I haven’t stepped on them. Oh, no. It’s much worse than that. I tripped over a toy truck he left on …

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Clean That Sludge

Four calls to the council, even more emails, and now I’ve actually visited their office, and I’m still not sure they’re going to do a single thing about the waste leaking from the wall at the end of the road. Our road runs into a hill, you see, so the house on the corner is …

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