Cameron Wells | 2016 December
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December 2016

To practice your delighted face. Or discreetly ask for the receipt. Or plan who you can give your unwanted gift to next year. Christmas is a time for giving. And returning. And over everything – spending, indulging, eating, drinking and staying your welcome. Ok so that’s...

There are many things I know I should like but I don’t. Breakfast in bed for one. Too many crumbs and spillages and discomfort. Yet it’s supposed to be the epitome of luxury or romance. Something to tweet or post about when it happens on...

Not one bit. Sat at my desk surrounded by lemsips and cough sweets, smelling of Vicks vapour rub and not one piece of tinsel or a mince pie in sight.  We haven’t embraced the Christmas wind-down yet. Its full steam ahead at Cameron Wells. So...

Eric Bristow has opened his big twitter mouth. His unashamed outburst about the child abuse suffered by at least 20 former professional football players has cost him his job. And rightly so. 140 little letters that cost so little but hurt so much. The big...