Month: October 2017

My lack of tragedy.

Aside, of course, from the daily farce that is the fact I haven’t been discovered as the 21st century’s most promising unpublished novelist as yet, my life has seen a remarkable lack of tragedy. I look around me at my friends and workmates, and wonder why my life hasn’t been touched with tragedy in the

I’m not cheap, I’m thrifty. Very thrifty.

“You’re cheap!” The words hurt me, especially coming from a friend I’ve known for years. She wanted to go out one Friday evening, but I was trying to save money and wanted to stay in with a pizza and a movie instead. So she called me cheap. And it hurt, and we fought, and we