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Energy sapping
The sun’s out again over much of Britain, and it certainly seems like this summer’s shaping up to be a thorough improvement over last year’s storms.
Against the grain
My best friends have a few tricks that they like to play on me from time to time. I’m a bit rubbish at drinking, so there’s the “making Simon drink too much game” (fortunately they’ve grown out of this one, as they normally had to clear up afterwards)
Let the games begin
We’ve been looking forward to it for ages; the blood, the sweat, the tears. The thrills and excitement, the lows, the disappointments and the anticlimax after it’s all over again. Nope, I’m not talking about the Olympics – school’s nearly out for summer.
Motoring’s golden age – part two: Glorious Goodwood
So, even though we know that cars are cheaper and safer than ever, modern cars are still rubbish, aren’t they? Well, maybe not, but it never hurts to indulge in a bit of misty-eyed motor nostalgia.
Motoring’s golden age
Soaring petrol prices, exorbitant taxes, punitive duty – surely there’s never been a worse time to be a driver? Well, on at least two counts, it’s actually a golden age for motorists. No, don’t write in, allow me to explain.
Eight bad things to step on
On Saturday, in the South Coast’s last bit of good weather before gales and heavy storms, I braved a swim in the channel. Unfortunately, as those familiar with Brighton’s Blue Flag-winning beaches will know, this involves crossing a stretch of pebbly, rocky beach barefoot
Mud bath? What mud bath?
I’ve recently come to suspect that the country’s weather forecasters are a pessimistic bunch. The weather this year hasn’t been fantastic, but I’ve still managed to get sunburned on three separate occasions when we were forecast rain
Opening soon – the fun bypass
I don’t know if you’ve noticed, but cars have been getting cleverer these last few years. It’s a good thing, in the most part, because my impression of drivers is that they’re getting more stupid.
Take me to a hire place
Unlike the many people struggling with the cost of petrol or public transport, I’m lucky enough to live within walking distance of work. In fact, just over a year ago, I sold the car that I could no longer afford to run.
Skid lids: a crash course
It’s Bike Week 2008, and organised events are taking place across the country. Not least of which was Sunday’s London to Brighton bike ride, an event that it’s always too late to enter by the time I remember that I want to. Honest.
