Trying to imagine the crowd in its underwear, as the age-old trick has it, complicates matters by several orders of magnitude, I discovered, when addressing 160 children last Friday. “Know your audience” would have been better advice. Instead, adult themed jokes fell on the young ears of disturbingly Y-front clad small boys as I spoke at a school assembly. “A funny thing happened on the way to...
The Words and the Bees
When it comes to dating it’s not like I’m spoilt for choice. When presented with options however I somehow manage to spoil them for myself, finding flaws and faults that ultimately put me off. You know the thing, she’s got kids, she wants kids, she is a kid… These are, I suppose, legitimate concerns. The latest however do test the boundaries of fairness. Should I be put off by someone’s misuse of...