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A la Colthard/The Front Room (Seaford)

Yesterday, on my way to Brighton to see the publisher of this esteemed organ, I met up with Chloe an old school friend of mine whom I had not seen in nearly three years, in of all places the quaint little town of Seaford in East Sussex. You may ask why Seaford and I was just coming to that. Rather [...]

February 23, 2018 // 0 Comments

Treading very carefully into the lionesses’ den …

I’ve just donned my battered tin helmet as a precaution before beginning to pen this piece. I did it in anticipation there’s a very good chance that I’ll soon be dodging ‘incoming’ (flak) simply because I’m happy to admit membership of the ‘unreconstructed male’ camp which decided a [...]

February 14, 2018 // 0 Comments

Suddenly, a shaft of light in the gloom

Yesterday I set off to go and spend the weekend with my ancient father on the south coast. His short-term memory is none too good these days as I have previously mentioned. A representative example would be the fact that – despite having rung him as I was setting off to drive down – when I [...]

February 10, 2018 // 0 Comments

Swings and roundabouts

It’s not often that contributors to this esteemed organ receive invitations to the publisher’s country pile on the outskirts of one of the most notable conurbations on the south coast and when we do they are treated by us all as more of a summons than something with an option to decline [...]

February 9, 2018 // 0 Comments

A welcome phone call

Yesterday I had a phone call from an old pal whom has known my extended family for years. At first we chatted about this and that – bringing each other up to date on our various relations and offspring – which took an enjoyable and interesting quarter of an hour. He then said he had [...]

January 27, 2018 // 0 Comments

Life keeps moving

Yesterday my brother and I drove separately into the countryside in order to spend some time with our father and attend a meeting with an executive of the agency that provides his live-in carers. Although it may sound glaring obvious, when a close family member reaches his tenth decade one becomes [...]

January 17, 2018 // 0 Comments

a la Colthard

Yesterday Bob and I travelled up to London for the birthday celebration lunch of his godson’s mother, an old friend of mine too. She had booked the Oxo Tower for the event. I am being forced to revise my dictum of not trusting a restaurant with panoramic views. The food and service were stunning [...]

January 14, 2018 // 0 Comments

It had to come sooner or later

It was bound to happen one day. It is common knowledge among Rusters that one of our columnists on this esteemed organ – who shall remain nameless despite having previously blogged about it himself – is in a relationship with a female robot and, so far as any of us know, is blissfully [...]

January 6, 2018 // 0 Comments

Hello 2018!

Being an incorrigible cynic and unabashed hair-shirt sort of a guy, I have felt ever since my mid-twenties that I was always going to be naturally suited to the role of being an old, ‘off the pace’ curmudgeon – basically an object of (behind my back) amusement to young generations – by [...]

January 2, 2018 // 0 Comments

Roll on January 2nd!

There – still a few days to go before normal service is resumed but I think I’ve just about got through the festive period unscathed. There’s a point at which, when you live alone and – if you are left to your own devices – the whole of your existence becomes a matter of glorious routine [...]

December 28, 2017 // 0 Comments

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