The Roquefort Files

Travels to the pub and back

March 24th, 2008

Driver’s Inn

Somehow I forgot to go snowboarding this winter, and consequently haven’t had much of a holiday for six months or so. The financial mugging meted out by the process of buying a flat put paid to a big old foreign jaunt and so I suggested that we make a modest start by going up north […]

March 12th, 2008

In Too Deep

We inherited a washing machine from the woman who used to live in the flat. It was so old that the dial had been worn smooth, and the only perceptible markings on it were a green line, a blue line and a red dot. “It used to belong to my Mum,” she told us. “I […]