The Lair turns five: part two

Good times, for a change

My contract with social services ended in December 2013. I was sad to leave, in a way, because there were some good people there. My reputation as an efficient administrator preceded me and I landed a job in another department. Perhaps I was a little too hasty in accepting it. What was my game plan? Why was I drifting from job to job? Why did I always have to have one eye on the exit? Continue reading


The Lair turns five: part one

It has been five years since The Spideron’s Lair made its debut in the World of WordPress. It’s rather strange to think that it has been so long, stranger still that I have never given up writing in it, though my posts are not nearly frequent enough. I never cared for birthdays, even as a young boy, but I feel that this one is worth celebrating. Continue reading

Acceptable in the 2010’s


Paris Fashion week ended yesterday, in case you didn’t notice. Normally, this sort of caper would pass me by. After all, does anyone actually wear any of the clobber they showcase on the catwalk? Having never seen our young trendsetters sashay down the high street wearing a bin bag, coat hanger and hospital slippers, I’d day no. Continue reading

Teletextual healing

Who remembers Teletext? No, not that imposter you get on digital channels nowadays – the real Teletext. It was an information service consisting of a black screen with multi-coloured text and pictures that all looked like they were made of Lego. It was a kind of prehistoric Internet, except that 90% of its information was devoted to horse-racing and cheap holidays, rather than pornography and viral clips of eccentric pets. Continue reading

Talkin’ ’bout their generation

Everyone I know who was around during the 1960s tells me how much better that decade was. I kid you not. Are they all lying? Is there a strong hint of hyperbole in their words? I was unfortunate to miss out on the baby-boomer bonanza, born as I was some time during the Age of Disco. However, I’ve done a little research in the library and listened to the tales of my elders. Here’s what I discovered about the Swingin’ Sixties: Continue reading