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Column: The Isolation

This column first appeared in the Lancashire Post   It is Friday and everything is set. We have friends coming up from London and plans laid. I have booked time off work. I have built the BBQ. I have bought some new garden furniture. I have installed a new patio

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By Darryl Morris

Column: The Bad Back

This column first appeared in the Lancashire Evening Post. It is Thursday and I have had a bad back all week. I felt it pop on Saturday while I was power washing the patio. I don’t need the accolades or the acclaim and I certainly don’t need sympathy. It’s just

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By Darryl Morris

Column – The Piano

This column first appeared in the Lancashire Evening Post. I am in lockdown and I’m going to make the most of it. I missed the whimsical fun of the first one. The demands of my daily radio show and feeling like I had to take a PHD in epidemiology were

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By Darryl Morris

Column: Table For Juan

Eating alone has had some bad PR. For decades, centuries, it has been regarded as a symbol of failure. People have sniggered and sneered, mocked and maligned. Popular culture is littered with characters whose desperation, loneliness or unpopularity has been portrayed through scenes of them eating alone. The idea that

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By Darryl Morris

Column: I Have Solved Tuesday

Tuesday has no mercy; it is tiring and demanding. It is one of mankind's great unsolved mysteries - how to deal with Tuesday. Until now.

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By Darryl Morris

Why I needed to stop… and why you should too.

You are a decision maker. That’s what you do. You make decisions. All day, every day. What time to wake up, what to have for lunch, who to trust, who to love, where to cross the road safely, whether to have ketchup or brown sauce. When I first began my

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By Darryl Morris

Column: The Pizza Vouchers

I had an argument with a woman I didn't know about pizza vouchers she didn't buy me.

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By Darryl Morris

Column: The Pizza Voucher

It’s Tuesday morning and I have woken up to a puzzling email.

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By Darryl Morris

Column: The Cat(s)

It’s Thursday and I’m taking my cat to the vets. This is the cat I hadn’t realised I was getting. That is, until it was too late. It had crept up on me and I was too invested to protest. I had actually agreed. I just hadn’t realised it. I

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By Darryl Morris

Column: Oh, London

I am in London and I’m reading a newspaper on the tube.

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By Darryl Morris