My wife hated my singing, she said it hurt her ears; she said I played guitar and piano well and should focus on them. She was right, my...

In 1975 my grandfather topped himself. My mother, his main carer, clung to the thought that he wanted to cry for help but miscalculated...

I do and it seems I’m not. I may hold the record for the most unvisited blog site. If an alien invasion occurs and the World Army needs...