I DON’T want to spoil your dinner if you’re trying to avoid Donald Trump’s inauguration as US president. But if you’ve just fired up the cooker to warm up some baked beans, the fact that they’re shiny and orange won’t help.
IN the run-up to Christmas I heard any number of stories of patients having to wait for several hours in ambulances outside the hospital at Lancaster. The record was three hours and 45 minutes and ambulance staff tell me that two to three hours is not uncommon.
As a columnist, one gets used to writing sometimes provocative, whimsical, controversial or just plain bizarre things. But I never thought I would type the following sentence without being a) inebriated as a newt, b) residing in a padded cell or c) both of the above.
Picture the scene: a cold winter’s night at Preston station waiting for the 20:58 back to Barrow. It’s late, it’s cold and you can’t wait to get back. The train is already late when the tannoy goes again to announce that they are very sorry but no train will be arriving, instead wait for the replacement bus.
I KNOW how excited you will all be getting about Sunday's New Year's Day dip in Earnse bay and other spots. That magical feeling of numbness as you strip off and your hungover toes touch the icy sand. Being winded by the shock of the water. Then afterwards wondering if you will ever be warm again. A brush with the Irish Sea is truly the highlight of the year.