When booking a plane ticket, be careful you don’t end up on the wrong side of the world.

What to do when social media all becomes a bit much…

To marry or not marry, that is the question…

Whiling away the hours, hunched over a desk and churning out a manuscript…

It’s fun to make up names but even more fun to make anagrams of world leaders…

What’s the best choice when face with four different price increase scenarios?

How to budget using cash, as taught by Milennials.

Fancy getting your name in the Guinness Book of Records? It might be easier than you think…

Society’s need to rob graves for medical research has thankfully moved on

Keen to improve your memory skills? Fancy being the top pick for Trivia nights? Read On!

You can either trust me to self-check, untrained, or put your own cashiers back to do their jobs… don’t audit me for a position you’ve stopped employing.

The microfibre duster with the telescopic pole, ideal for accessing those hard-to-reach places is good and all, but who can give me something I can wave across the bazillion knick knacks in my children’s rooms to eradicate the dust in one go?

This may be my last column for a while as it seems I’m off to prison.

Give ma a snake any day over the humble New Zeland sandfly.

Road Rage has nothing on Feedback Rage, that boiling vipers’ pit of online rants, taken to a whole new level post Covid.

Whatever you do, don’t try and engage a ChatBot in conversation. They’re simple creatures at heart and only have so many programmed responses.

Our new solar panels mean a giddy shift from not thinking about our energy consumption to obsessing with it.

If you’re not worm farming yet, it’s time.

Driving on the other side of the road is hair-raising enough, but layer in a barrage of helmetless moped riders zipping in and out of every lane and it’s hard not to clutch your seat belt to your chest.

The winter Olympics have ended, leaving us with that vague sense we too could take up bobsleighing, if only we could sprint, had quad muscles the size of rocket launchers and lived in a cold climate.