We learn a valuable lesson from the Prime Minister today, Pumpkins. After ten years of grovelling for the right to host Chinese tourists, turns out all you have to do is ask! Of course, showing up is kind of important too. …
Both TUI & TCook have announced ‘pleasing’ results. I looked at them in hope of experiencing pleasure – which I do enjoy – and did feel a little tingly sensation at one point, but I think that was just disorientation.…
Depends who you ask. I’m being fed all the lines: All hunky-dory over here! A tad challenging. Better than expected. Can’t complain. Totally stinky. And, of course, ‘come here often’? (Never mind.) You are a cagy lot, Pumpkins. Those…
Someone has to. It’s out there. Oodles upon oodles of palm greasing gifts and points and money and coupons and trips and gas and babies are dangled before you every day. Fat millions are spent on not only the goods,…
I am very excited about all the excitement, Pumpkins. Travel is united in a thunderous tsk against hidden commissionables. And I, for one, applaud it. Who says we can’t work together? Although there really is nothing like a good…
Believe it or not! Transport Minister scandalizes long after ministry ends! Yes, Pumpkins, ex-Transport Minister Cannon or, as we affectionately referred to him, old baldy is back in the news. The man is a full wattage beacon for outrage. …
It’s Friday the 13th and I feel like having a tantrum. I do. The last vestige of travel dignity has been eradicated – the art of check-in seduction. As you all know, securing oneself a good seat on a plane…
The sound of the winter discount drum has reached my ears, Pumpkins. Its little taps calling agents to don their war paint, blow great billows of smoke at the heavens, and complain a bit. No actual blood will be shed…
Just when you think life is meaningless, you read something that springs your droopy cups right back to the Ten-Hut! position. According to the Globe, Pumpkins, La Senza has rediscovered its bra & panty roots. Well, good on them. I…
As much as I enjoy physicality of all ilks, at this juncture, dahrlings, keep your paws to yourselves. No hand shaking, kissing, hugging, rubbing, or fluid exchange of any sort is in order. Too many of us tend to congregate…
