Mick Booker

Just at Peterborough services. Anyone need me to pick up any phone chargers, reading glasses or a giant bag of M&Ms while I’m here?

Hurray! Dresses are back! I haven’t seen a dress in years. https://t.co/WixqU5Xia2

It’s half a day of luxury dreaming ahead of the lottery draw time again

Train in vain https://t.co/l3Xy20xN51

I know there’s a lot of problems around at the moment but I’ve decided that these ‘drinking / cycling around a city by raucous people’ machines are the worst things in the world https://t.co/pmGpiDYUYT

Grandad Corcoran https://t.co/sSZTBJrGyS

I’m in every picture but no one notices that’s me going up the stairs dressed as a hedge covered in flowers. https://t.co/SBGOoM6JCO

Farewell old friend. Off to sit on the big laundry basket in the sky. RIP Shadow 2008-2024 https://t.co/M08iZnR3m1

£33 for 20 First class stamps. How are we now a place where some people on fixed incomes have to choose between heating/eating or sending family at the other end of the country a simple Christmas greeting. Nuts.

I’ve asked for a load of golf wear for Christmas even though I don’t play and have no intention of starting. I’ve just suddenly started likening the look of it. Please don’t laugh at me in the New Year or whisper ‘get a load of Greg Norman’ as I pass you in the street.

Just walked past the Salavation army brass band in town - always brings me to happy tears and today is no exception

At last, socks are back in. I was tired of wrapping napkins, paper or plastic bags around my feet this last year while they were out of favour. https://t.co/DRJEOMHJhs

Big coats still in fashion after coming into fashion again a couple of weeks ago. Will check in again next week on how big coats are faring but I think as we approach late December coats will be key. Particularly big ones. https://t.co/fwneig09u2

People who do The Butterfly stroke in public swimming baths should be on a watchlist.

My wife, who clearly is never irritated by me, reports a secret epidemic of annoying men between 40 and 60 on trains sighing loudly and regularly.

I’ve developed zero tolerance for people who say ‘ooh I’m getting my steps in tonight’ when all they are doing is walking slightly further or faster than normal. The human race existed happily without this phrase until about 2010.

After starting a day with bumping my head on a taxi door at 6am and shouting at the rain it has ended with getting home to a Dartford crossing fine and paying to repair next door’s roof after a builder went up to fix a leak on our roof and broke theirs in the meantime. Terrific.