Daily Blog

The thing that has really got under my skin recently has been images of the sea of rubbish that people on marches, on beaches or in parks have thought it OK to leave in their wake…

It was a dramatic change in the weather last night. After an incredibly hot, sunny day and evening the dark clouds rolled over and in a short space of time all hell let loose with thunder, lightning and torrential rain.

How have you been sleeping over the past few months? I’m not the world’s best when it comes to shut eye…

I don’t know about you, but I haven’t come across anybody with a cold since the arrival of the Coronavirus pandemic….

Well, the day has arrived – I’m getting my hair cut. I must admit though I’ve dithered over the past couple of weeks; I’m getting quite used to the ageing hippy look.

Facebook and social media channels in general are strange animals. They bring us connectivity, laughter, anxiety and confusion in almost equal measure…

How many of you had a bit of a celebration last night? The removal of social distancing etc was the green light for life to return to normal – whatever that is.

After a couple of months working from home I’ve concluded there are significant differences to being in the office – this morning being a good example…

So, what happened yesterday? We have been told we don’t have to social distance anymore from Monday and that to all intents and purposes the Isle of Man is now Coronavirus free…

Working from home has it seems had medical consequences. My trousers, the two sides of which once met comfortably in the middle, no longer do so. There’s a chasm between the button and the buttonhole the likes of which Evil Knievel would have relished in his day.