About Pie and Biscuits
Why Pie and biscuits?
This is a question I’m often asked regarding the title of this blog. Well, the British like a pie, and biscuits go well with a nice cup of tea. There’s also a rhythm to the title that when you read, or say it, is the same as the sentence stuff and nonsense. I give due gravitas to serious events, when I choose to write about them, but in the main, I find the absurd in life, news stories and the world of entertainment (fish, barrel, shooting, no?). Random tales of living as a born and bred Londoner in this great (and sometimes infuriating) Metropolis are dropped into the mix.
I didn’t know if anyone would enjoy my tomfoolery beyond the confines of friends and family, who, like woodpeckers drilling at a tree, persisted in their persuasion to start this blog. I’ve been pleasantly surprised at the response. Dear reader… I’m a writer!
If you keep coming and commenting, I’ll keep writing. If you don’t come and comment, I’ll keep writing anyway. Because that’s the kind of Pie I am.
The world is full of stuff and nonsense. This Londoner is trying to make sense of it. One day at a time.