Moving out

I am writing to you direct from my new flat. It has been a hectic week, trying to move up here at the same time as a particularly nasty cold snap has hit the UK, and the east of Scotland in particular. I was hoping to get the whole thing pretty much finished this week […]

Shouting ‘fire’ on a crowded train

I’ve just found out about something that’s almost as scary as numbers stations. Inspector Sands. I’ve seen more than one person on the internet calling themselves this, and I always thought it was the same person. I’m not so sure now! Inspector Sands is actually code for “get ready to run for your fucking life”. […]