Its Rum time…

Its Rum time…

  I confess: I do like Rum. Years ago I used to like it more than beer and some days I still pine for those earlier experiences with dark rum. They were like a lovers embrace, with moments of intimacy and excitement. The dark rum I drank greedily in Gibraltar, or...
A Swedish friend

A Swedish friend

The last time I was in Stockholm I bought this little chap. Some kind of Christmas decoration. My dog goes crazy when the little chap makes an appearance, wanting to run around the room with him, so we have to put him up high, out of harms way. I’m sure he...