It was a few months ago. I was coming back from my morning walk with Greta in Battersea Park, so it can only have been half past ten in the morning. A familiar neighbourhood figure zigzagged recklessly across the road towards us. He had something like a sense of purpose about him. Telling a stranger that his avoirdupois... read full story
"Oh, my Friends, be warned by me,/ That Breakfast, Dinner, Lunch and Tea/ Are all the Human Frame requires…"