FTHM Edition 134 – February 2026

Hello again. I hope you are well and full of life. Maybe your life will change beyond all recognition this year? I am celebrating 28 years without alcohol this month.

This publication is open to anyone as long as they express themselves in a non-sexist, non-racist and non-homophobic way. You can contact us at: dean@fthm.org.uk. Best wishes, Dean Charlton.

Please note that our website address is: www.fromthehorsesmouth.org.uk


  • My Not Very Serious Stars – February 2026

    Scorpio 24 Oct – 22 Nov
    Love is a currency you possess little of, so, do socialise more and see if there is someone out there who can give you what you crave. You are such a gossip and will go to the town’s end to broadcast your tittle-tattle. Use your time better? A cup of magic tea may cause you to see a flying saucer hovering over your garden. You are nothing special, so, just accept it and live.

    Sagittarius 23 Nov – 21 Dec
    A very materialistic friend will have an epiphany this month and realise that love and relationships are more important than things. Someone with red spectacles will really make a show of themselves but don’t revel in their embarrassment. A lady called Elenor will reveal to you how lonely she is and it’s clear that she could really do with a bit of help. Be friendly.

    Capricorn 22 Dec – 20 Jan
    Stop sucking grass if you want to avoid having worms wriggling in your bottom. Maybe its time you had the balls to stop having children all of the time. Your nose may be big enough for a helicopter to land on, but you will be okay in life as you have loads of money. You may wake up with someone called George if you continue to be more careless about what you do.

    Aquarius 21 Jan – 19 Feb
    It may be a good time to train to be a beautician as you know all about vanity, don’t you? You will experience lust at first sight, but do remember the lovely partner you’ve got at home. Someone may, in fact, call you frigid – but that is surely better than being a social refrigerator. You do spend a lot of time in cafes, but is that not better than being a drunken fool again?

    Pisces 20 Feb – 20 Mar
    Recently, you have been unpleasant to your family, so, why not change your mind and start to treat them with the respect they deserve? If something bad has happened to you, then remember that bad things sometimes lead to new, better things. Do stop wishing you were more like other people and accept that you can only really be yourself. Buy a new car?

    Aries 21 Mar – 21 Apr
    Someone may amaze you with their creativity but be aware that they may be useless at other things in life. A terrible financial blow will leave you devastated, but you will recover. A man in a yellow coat will puzzle you with his odd behaviour -but he’s only getting through life in his own way. Be careful what you say, as home-truths are often unwelcome and dangerous.

    Taurus 21 Apr – 21 May
    You may feel very good at the moment, but if you carelessly make hay while the sun shines you may reap many demands for maintenance in the future. A person whom you once thought was a fat pig, may catch your eye and lust will blind you from the truth about them. It is definitely time you accepted that you are not an island, and act accordingly. Work harder.

    Gemini 22 May – 21 Jun
    Life may have dealt you a poor hand, but if you put your cards on the table, a close friend will help you – if you let them. A younger person will show interest in you this week, but be realistic, and accept that it’s not your looks or personality they’re attracted to! It would be good to go on a mystery tour as this will bring a bit of magic into your life, and maybe love.

    Cancer 22 Jun – 23 Jul
    Today, you will have to talk yourself out of a difficult situation – that you have caused yourself. A large, unexpected amount of money may be coming your way. You may start to think that all religion is man-made and you can do what you want – if you are ready for the consequences. Put a broad smile on someone’s face whom you have recently been neglecting.

    Leo 24 Jul – 23 Aug
    You will have a close shave, and a brush with the law, but you will have to face the music whether you’re fine with it or not. Someone who is as minging as you are will ask you out next week, and you may go on to have some extremely minging children – but does it really matter as we are all just mongrels? There may be a need to delve into your savings soon.

    Virgo 24 Aug – 23 Sep
    A selfish man may gift you something precious, but has he got ulterior motives? Winter can be a drag, but just dress up warmly and carry on. A gay man may impress you with his positivity, so, follow his example. The boil on your arse needs lancing, so, stop chickening out of a visit to your doctors. A telephone call may change everything in your life.

    Libra 24 Sep – 23 Oct
    Maybe now is the time to go on holiday somewhere warm if you can afford it. Someone who talks a lot, but says very little, will get on your nerves today, but bite your tongue. Also resist pointing out all the holes in a holy man’s beliefs and realise we all need something to believe in. Start to be who you want to be as this life is too short to spend playing a false role.


  • June’s World – February 2026

    Hello everybody. First of all, I hope you’re all keeping well. At the moment, I’m full of cold, but then again, so are lots of other people. I call it a winter cold, so, I try and keep myself warm by wearing layers of clothes – which seems to work for me. I do however, think that as you get older, you feel the cold more.

    Did you have a good Christmas – and get lots of presents? Our great grandson is 18 months old now and seemed to enjoy opening his presents; he’s very bright for his age, has started to take an interest in his environment, and begun saying simple words. My husband took him to see my son’s chickens and he wanted to pick one up and stroke it! Then he kept pointing to the trees and saying ‘apples’, and he’s definitely picking up other words like chocolate, mummy, daddy etc. He’s also been going to nursery, where he has a lot of friends, for about a year so he’s progressing linguistically.

    The weather today is bitterly cold here and snow is expected in the days to come. We are going to go and see Dean and Brenda tomorrow, which is Saturday, so, I’ll make sure I am well wrapped up. Like I said in other articles, I love going to Halifax and meeting up with them in Marks & Spencer’s for a lovely cup of hot chocolate, and then onto to Pearson’s fish and chip restaurant. As I am writing this article, I’m looking through the window and the sun is shining, and although it’s cold, it’s lovely weather for this time of year. It takes me back to when I was younger although I don’t think it’s cold enough to make an igloo or snowballs like I used to.

    I love a train journey so, I’m looking forward to being on a train tomorrow. When I go to a town, I love to look for bargains in the shops as some things have been reduced at this time of the year. I tend to buy perfumes, soap, gloves and socks which I put aside to add to larger presents in the future.

    I admit that like to reminisce about when I was a child and was waiting for the snow to come so, we could build an igloo, put a mat inside, and enjoy jam and bread as well as water – this might not sound much today but we enjoyed it anyway, as things were scarce. I loved Christmas Eve when I earnt money carol singing with my uncle Alfie. Most people were very kind to us but some people were rude and not at all generous. We split the money we got in half and I was able to give some of my money to my mother, although I held some back for myself.

    Well back to the present: Yesterday, we went to North Allerton and had a look around the shops. We then had a lovely meal in Barker’s restaurant before resuming looking around the shops. We had a great time and returned home feeling good!

    Well, that’s all for now. Will write more next month. Love June. X.


  • Brenda’s Wildlife Corner – February 2026

    Capybara

    The capybara is the largest known rodent in the world and is found everywhere in South America with the exception of Chile. It is related to animals like guinea pigs, and more distantly, chinchillas. It tends to live near water – rivers, ponds, lakes, swamps, marshes etc. This rodent is semi-aquatic and breeds in water though its young are born on land. It can even sleep in water through its nose.

    A capybara is extremely sociable and may live in groups of 50 to 100, although groups of 10 – 20 are more likely. It is not an endangered species (due to its rapid rate of reproduction) however, it is hunted for its meat, pelts and because some see it as a threat to other wildlife stock.

    It has a heavy, barrel-shaped body and can grow up to 4.40 feet in length, can stand 24 inches from its withers, and often weighs up to 146 lbs. The females are usually heavier than the males. Interestingly, their hind legs are a bit longer than their forelegs and they have slightly webbed feet; they have 3 toes on their rear feet and 4 toes on their front feet. Also, their muzzles are blunt and their ears, eyes and nostrils are near the top of its head.

    The diet of a capybara is somewhat limited with it mainly living on aquatic plants, grasses, tree bark and fruit. They are very particular about which leaves they feed on, although they do eat a variety of plants during the dry season like reeds. Perhaps a less attractive feature of this rodent is that it eats its own faeces in an effort to digest cellulose in grass and to extract more protein and vitamins from food. It also regurgitates food in order to masticate it again. Because of its dietary activities, its front teeth grow all the time as does its cheek teeth.

    A capybara can live in the wild until it is 8 or 10 but this is unlikely because of predators such as: cougars, jaguars, green anacondas, piranhas, caimans and harpy eagles. Consequently, they are lucky to live 4 years. In captivity they have been known to live 12 years.

    The gestation period of a capybara is 130 – 150 days, and within a week of being born, the young can eat but continue to suckle from any female in the group until they are 16 weeks of age. The young form a group within the main group.

    This rodent has various means of communication like barks, purrs, chirps and during oestrus, a female may whistle through her nose to attract males. It also scent-marks to communicate with other capybaras.

    To conclude, the capybara is yet another of our world’s wonderful creatures that deserve our utmost respect.


  • Townsend’s Quiz Time – February 2026

    Questions
    (1) In which Level 42 song is Mark King “sat in the backseat with Joseph and Emily”?
    (2) Who wrote the “Confessions of a Shopaholic” series of books?
    (3) Which word, starting with N can come before bean or blue, it can also refer to one of the armed forces?
    (4) Following the death of Brigitte Bardot, how many of the people mentioned in the song “We Didn’t Start the Fire” were still alive?
    (5) What is the capital of Nigeria?
    (6) Which baseball star was killed in an air crash on 31st December 1972?
    (7) Who played the lead male role in the 1993 film “The Fugitive”?
    (8) What does LED stand for?
    (9) What is the collective name for a group of nuns?
    (10) Who is considered to be the father of western medicine?
    (11) What is the total number of dots on a dice?
    (12) Which planet has moons called Phobos and Deimos?
    (13) Which well-known tech company was founded by Bill Gates?
    (14) Which continent has the most countries?
    (15) What type of lens is used in a magnifying glass?
    (16) Which gas is often used to power a gas barbeque grill?
    (17) What is a deep crack in a glacier called?
    (18) Which American architect designed the Walt Disney Concert Hall in Los Angeles and The Guggenheim Museum in Bilbao?
    (19) Which actress won an Oscar for her role in Woody Allen’s Annie Hall?
    (20) Which bassist was a founder member of the group the Stone Roses, before joining Primal Scream?

    Answers
    (1) Running in the Family (2) Sophie Kinsella (3) Navy (4) Three – Checker/Dylan/Goetz (5) Abuja (6) Roberto Clemente (7) Harrison Ford (8) Light-emitting diode (9) A murmur (10) Hippocrates (11) 21 (12) Mars (13) Microsoft (14) Africa (15) Convex (16) Propane (17) A glacier (18) Frank Gehry (19) Diane Keaton (20) Gary Mounfield aka Mani


  • Bible Quote of the Month – March 2026

    FISH and HONEYCOMB

    After two travellers had spoken to Jesus on the road, they returned to Jerusalem and told his disciples, “The Lord is risen indeed”.

    Then, ‘Jesus himself stood in the midst of them, and said to them, “Peace to you”.

    But they were terrified and frightened, and supposed they had seen a ghost.

    And he said to them, “Why are you troubled? And why do doubts arise in your hearts?

    Look at my hands and my feet, that it is I myself. Handle me and see, for a ghost does not have flesh and bones as you see I have”.

    When he had said this, he showed them his hands and his feet.

    But while they still did not believe for joy, and marvelled, he said to them, “Have you any food here?”

    So, they gave him a piece of a broiled fish and some honeycomb.

    And he took it and ate in their presence.’

    (see Luke 24:36-43, in the New King James Version of the Bible)


  • Something To Do

    Angie glanced at the clock on the wall. “I’m so sorry Tess, but I’ll have to go soon.”

    I nodded. I understood that time was not on Angie’s side. The cafe was short-staffed – hence the delay with our lunch – and my friend needed to return to work. We used to be call centre colleagues.

    We’d worked for an energy company and we’d dealt with difficult customers. Angie still did. It was a stressful occupation, so I didn’t exactly envy Angie.

    When our lunch finally arrived to our table (with a side order of an apology) Angie gulped back her tea and wrapped her sandwich in a large napkin, to take away.

    She then shrugged on her jacket. “I’m really sorry about this but we’ll meet as usual, next Friday lunchtime.”

    I smiled. “Don’t worry about it. I know how it is. Take care. Bye!”

    Angie waved as she headed for the door. My mind flew back… me, Angie and Lisa had started work at the same time at Energo. Being the same age (mid-forties) and married, the three of us had hit it off and every Friday, as a little end of week treat, we went to a cosy cafe for a nice lunch. We’d all worked well together for just over a decade, until things changed. Eight months ago, Lisa had made an announcement.

    “My husband and I moving to the Yorkshire dales to run a B&B. Call it a mid-life crisis but we want to do something different. We’ve put the house on the market. I’ll work my notice here, and when the house sells, we’ll be off!”

    Crikey. A brand-new life and gorgeous scenery to boot… how lovely!

    “We’ll miss you so much!” I cried.

    She wiped away tears. “I’ll miss you two, too!”

    Angie and I were sorry to see her go. However, once she’d settled in, Lisa invited me and my hubby Tom to stay – plus, Angie (and her hubby) of course. The invite arrived out of season, so they had plenty of spare rooms. I promised faithfully that we would, but we were rushed off our feet at work… yet Angie and I managed to keep in touch with Lisa. A few cheery ‘How are you?’ lines dashed off in an email was better than nothing. Strangely, the company didn’t hire anyone to take over Lisa’s role. We soon discovered why… they were bringing in a series of voluntary redundancies.

    Tom had recently retired, so I decided to take up the company’s offer. It’d be good to escape the stress and Tom and I could take the opportunity to travel. I’d love to visit my sister, her husband and her family in Australia. They had emigrated there. I hadn’t seen her for years and my niece and nephew were growing up fast. She was always begging us to come and stay. There was only one snag. Tom didn’t like flying.

    At work, when I announced that I was leaving, Angie had looked sad.

    “We can still meet for lunch on Fridays,” she’d put in.

    I’d smiled. ‘Thanks. I’d like that.”

    We did, and she’d continued to fill me in on office gossip. Yet sometimes I felt my attention wandering. Well, it wasn’t my world any more, was it? I didn’t mean to sound uncaring but why would I be bothered about Anna’s disastrous dates, Paul’s driving lessons or Barry’s ongoing indigestion?

    That first Monday morning lie-in was bliss – yet I realised that I needed something to do. It was a nice, sunny day so I packed a flask and joined Tom on his allotment. The allotment had kept him occupied and he’d become friendly with all the folk there.

    “Hello love.” He was pleased to see me, yet I sensed a subtle distance.

    Later, I learnt that he preferred to keep his hobby separate. He didn’t really want me involved. That was fine – I had to respect that.

    “We could visit my sister and her family in Australia, now I’m not working,” I suggested that evening over dinner.

    He pulled a face. “You know how I feel about long-haul flights, Tess. I hate flying in general, anyway.”

    “I know but look, what if we broke the journey and stayed for a week at the half way point?” I suggested.

    “Hmm. Let me have a think about it.”

    “Then there’s Lisa in the Yorkshire dales -”

    “Calm down, love. I realise that you’re free as a bird now but there’s no need to suddenly dash here, there and everywhere,” he chuckled.

    It was a fair point. Later, I mulled things over. Perhaps I’d been hasty in accepting voluntary redundancy? I didn’t miss the problem-solving element attached to my job but I missed the daily work routine and yes, I admit that I missed company.

    Well, if travel wasn’t on the agenda maybe I should look for another job, I thought.

    A part-time one would be good – it wouldn’t absorb all my energy, and I’d be able to pursue a hobby. I still had my Friday lunches with Angie to look forward to!

    Yet when I arrived at the cafe on Friday, Angie wasn’t there. It was our usual time… my mind whirled. I hadn’t had a text, saying, she’d be late. I sighed. I knew how it was – we’d get caught up with a client over the phone and couldn’t get away… the cafe was crowded, yet I managed to find a spare seat. Then a text came in – but it wasn’t from Angie. It was Tom.

    “Okay. Let’s go to Oz,” he said.

    My heart leapt. Great! I reckoned that a long weekend in the Yorkshire dales beckoned, too!

    Back to the cafe…as it was busy, my table hadn’t been cleared. So, I gathered the empty mugs and took them to the counter.

    The woman smiled. “Oh, many thanks!”

    I then made a sudden, impulsive, decision.

    “Look, I know this out of the blue, but what if I did a voluntary shift for you, right here, right now?”

    The idea had come from nowhere – yet it could fit the bill.

    Her face lit up. “Would you? I recognise you – you’re a regular customer. You come in every Friday.”

    I nodded. “That’s right.”

    “Well, yes please to helping out. If you do well today, I could be offering you a part-time job, er -”

    I beamed. “Tess.”

    “I’m Kate. Pleased to meet you. I’ll need to check your references but in-the-meantime, here’s a spare apron. Table three’s order should be ready in the kitchen.”

    I nodded but before I could tie my apron, another text bleeped. This time it was Angie, saying sorry, she’d had to work, so would miss our lunch. I vowed to buy her a sandwich and pop round to Energo when I could. Then I switched my phone off, stored it safely in my bag and got cracking.

    Three hours later, I was thrilled when Kate offered me the job! That really made my day!


  • Anonymous Autist’s Guide To The Galaxy – The Capacity Flux

    By Anonymous Autist

    Have you ever noticed that once you successfully do something once, certain people appear to permanently store that event in their internal database under the category “This Person Can Now Do This Forever”?

    You manage one trip to a busy supermarket, successfully navigate the hostile terrain of unexpected layout changes, artificial lighting, people and trolley barricades, and the existential threat of someone standing too close behind you in the queue, and suddenly you “can manage shopping trips.”

    You have one socially successful conversation where you remembered to laugh at the correct interval, ask a follow-up question, and not accidentally stare into the middle distance like a switched-off android, and suddenly people assume you are a fully functioning social machine.

    What these people don’t see is that far from being the biological equivalent of Lieutenant Commander Data from Star Trek, you are more like Kryten from Red Dwarf constructed in a shed by a sleep-deprived inventor using spare wires, emotional trauma, and a stolen shopping trolley.

    Some days, the machine works beautifully. You reach full operational capacity. You respond to messages and emails on time, tolerate noises, survive small talk, attend an appointment, and maybe even eat a meal that involves more than two ingredients.

    Other days, you see an unsurvivable tsunami of emails, hear an orchestra of the worst noises known to humanity, and when some well-meaning person asks whether you want tea or coffee (knowing full well you always drink coffee), your brain responds by opening a small emergency hatch and jettisoning itself in an escape pod, boldly going where no brain has gone before.

    Welcome to The Capacity Flux.

    The sudden departure of the brain results in an often-inconvenient shift in cognitive, emotional, sensory, and physical bandwidth which means that something you could do easily yesterday may become completely impossible today.

    This is deeply confusing to people who always get out of bed on the left side, dress to the right, schedule their day to the microsecond, and consistently juggle several tasks simultaneously while holding a conversation with a crowd of people.

    “But you did a great job on it last time” they say.

    The problem is that “last time” may have occurred under entirely different atmospheric conditions, potentially in an alternative or parallel universe, or possibly from an advanced clone of yourself.

    Today, it may be lying face-down on the floor whispering, “I just can’t do it, Captain, I don’t have the power.”

    If this sounds familiar, don’t panic. The Di lithium crystals and warp core will be fixed byeerin.

    Problem: The 88 Sensory Input Threshold

    The Capacity Flux usually operates in silent mode, and can activate without warning.

    You wake up and perform the standard internal systems check.

    Sleep: insufficient.

    Emotional Stability: variable.

    Physical Energy: 67%.

    Executive Function: buffering.

    Sensory Tolerance: available, but only under strict laboratory conditions.

    You then begin the day and everything seems manageable. The kettle clicks. The dog breathes. The neighbour’s cockerel crows at the regular 8:05am until 8:27am. Someone in the distance shuts a car door slightly too loudly, but you remain composed.

    Suddenly, the fridge’s humming in B minor crescendos, leading you to notice that your shirt collar and tie feel to be tied too tightly and is not choking you like a medieval torture device.

    Your phone beeps and you see an email from your manager containing a terror-inducing Subject Line “Can you call me urgently? Meeting is now in person.”

    Your brain, attempting to remain professional and starts running emergency calculations.

    Social Expectation: 100%

    Uncertainty: 90%

    Sensory Tolerance: 5%

    Shirt and Tie Strangulation Risk: 80%

    You are now approaching the 88 Sensory Input Threshold at 40% lightspeed.

    At this point, three small warning lights appear in the autistic brain, all flashing: “Why? Why? Why?”

    Why is the meeting in person when it could have been an email?

    Why is the email written like a riddle composed by a committee of Sphinxes?

    Why has the plan been changed at the last minute?

    Why does that hand dryer in the toilet on floor 3 sound like a jet engine arguing with a giant wasp?

    As the 88 threshold approaches, the lights pulse into a steady, bright stream of internal alarm, reminiscent of approaching warp-speed.

    Then along comes John, who does the morning drinks round, and has done for the past 3 years, and asks you whether you want tea or coffee despite knowing full well that you have the same black coffee in the same BPA-free coffee cup with sealable lid as you have requested the last 758 times in a row. This final straw measures precisely 1.21 on the Intensity Scale, which is the exact amount of power required to activate The Capacity Flux. At that moment, the air crackles, space-time distorts, and a temporal displacement field forms around you. Your brain’s internal engine room explodes into activity while Scotty from Engineering returns a grim report “Masking reserves are depleted! Executive functioning can’t take much more!”

    Then, with a sound somewhere between a DeLorean accelerating, a Star Trek warp jump, and a microwave giving up on life, you suddenly disappear through a wormhole into the void, which, to the casual observer, appears that you stood up making spaceship noises, and walked out of the office while repeating “Does not compute. Does not compute. Does not compute.”

    Solution: The Capacity Flux Survival Manual

    As with all events involving sensory overload, masking collapse, executive dysfunction, and people saying “but you seemed fine yesterday,” there are several possible strategies.

    The key is to remember that capacity is not a moral virtue. It is a resource. And sometimes the resource has been spent on surviving a room with strip lighting, small talk, and a man called Keith who keeps clicking his pen.

    Option 1: The Temporal Capacity Disclaimer

    Before entering any high-risk situation, issue a disclaimer, such as:

    “Please note that my current capacity is variable and may alter depending on sensory input, social demand, unexpected changes, and whether anyone uses the phrase ‘common sense’ as a substitute for thought.”

    This establishes, in advance, that you are a highly complex neurological system temporarily piloting a human body through an environment designed by people who apparently believe silence is illegal.

    If challenged, explain that your capacity operates using advanced scientific principles.

    Yesterday’s capacity cannot be automatically applied to today’s task because yesterday existed in a different timeline.

    In yesterday’s timeline, you may have had enough sleep.

    In today’s timeline, the neighbour’s cockerel crowed at 6:14am, your socks feel politically hostile, and someone has moved the sparkling water again.

    Pros: Provides a clear framework.

    Cons: People may still respond with, “Yes, but can you just try?”

    Option 2: The Masking Power Reserve Audit

    Masking is often misunderstood by outsiders, and is mistaken for “coping.”

    In reality, masking is an advanced energy-intensive process involving advanced facial choreography, tone regulation, gesture management, eye-contact simulation, emotional suppression, conversational scripting, and the constant monitoring of whether you are doing something socially alarming. Eventually, the masking reactor reaches critical instability, which is where the Spacetime Manipulation function activates. By discharging massive power reserves, the autistic person distorts the space-time continuum and creates a wormhole, ideally directly under the person causing the problem, transporting them gently but firmly into the vortex to a different era, preferably one where they can practise saying “we treat everyone the same” to a confused medieval goat.

    Pros: Reduces immediate stress.

    Cons: Wormhole generation resulting in temporal displacement of colleagues may result in disciplinary action.

    Option 3: The Planetary Anchoring Problem

    One of the cruellest features of The Capacity Flux is Planetary Anchoring. This is the mechanism which ensures that, when you time-jump away from an overwhelming situation, you remain in the exact same geographical coordinates.

    In other words, you escape the problem, only to arrive back at the same problem later.

    You leave the meeting because you are overloaded. The next week, there is another meeting about why you left the meeting.

    You avoid the accidental friendship by not replying for three weeks. The person sends a message saying, “Just checking you’re, okay?” and now you must either explain fluctuating capacity or claim you have joined a silent monastery in Nepal.

    You survive one supermarket meltdown, recover, return bravely, and discover the sparkling water has moved again. This is Planetary Anchoring.

    You have jumped through time, but the universe has maliciously kept the problem in the same place, like an autistic version of Groundhog Day.

    The only solution is to create alternative or parallel realities, or boundary constraints, which include:

    Written questions and agendas in advance for meetings and social interactions.

    Escape plans and routes for shopping trips and public interactions.

    Strict policies on time limits for any type of interaction.

    Pros: Prevents repeated time-jumps into the same disaster.

    Cons: Requires people to accept that planning is not “special treatment,” which may take several centuries.

    Final Guidance: Respect the Flux

    The Capacity Flux is not inconsistency. It is not unreliability. It is not drama, avoidance, weakness, or a failuto “build resilience.” It is the natural result of living in a world where your nervous system is constantly asked to process too much, hide too much, explain too much, tolerate too much, and then produce a socially-acceptable cheerful little summary at the end for someone with a clipboard.

    Some days, you will have power. Some days, you will not.

    Some days, you will reach 88 sensory inputs before breakfast and require 1.21 gigawatts just to decide which clothing is least likely to chafe you to death before the end of the day.

    And above all, remember this:

    You are not a robot because you managed something once.

    You are not failing because your capacity changed.

    You are not “difficult” because your nervous system has limits.

    You are simply an autistic person travelling through the unstable spacetime continuum of daily life, doing your best to avoid sensory black holes, accidental friendships, and Professional Idiots.

    Join us next time, where we investigate the curious case of “The Social Hangover: Why I Need Three Days to Recover from Enjoying Myself


  • Music in 2026

    Who knows what, or for that matter who, the world of music will bring us in 2026. Maybe we will see the beginning of a new era such as we saw with Beatlemania back in the early 1960s or the punk explosion in 1976. We were blissfully unaware that those major music world events would be upon us before they happened so, who is to say what could be the new craze or who could be the new hero, or heroes in 2026.

    The likes of Taylor Swift, Sabrina Carpenter, Olivia Rodrigo and Chappell Roan were all sisters doing for themselves in 2025 and there is nothing to suggest that their success will not continue. More female solo artists are quite capable of reaching the upper echelons of the industry in the near future. Artists such as Raye and Olivia Dean spring to mind. They have already shown us what they are capable of and it would not surprise me if they go on to bigger and better things during the current year.

    It’s not just the girls either, the guys have been having plenty of solo success as well. Ed Sheeran is top of the tree, and has been for some time now, when it comes to the solo male artist category. Up and comers like The Weeknd, Benson Boone, Sam Fender and Alex Warren are amongst those who look most likely to give him a run for his money in 2026.

    Will we see a resurgence of bands in 2026? They seem to have taken a bit of a backseat in recent times. Maybe this is due to the popularity of EDM (Electronic dance music) which relies more on synths and programmed beats than it does on guitars. There are so many tracks out there which are credited to a DJ with a featured vocalist. I feel personally that there is a lack of musical creativity in the EDM arena but it is very popular so, who am I to judge what is good music and what isn’t?!

    I’ve been getting into heavier rock music over the last twelve months or so after coming across an internet show on a Friday evening that splits three hours of music between pop and rock. Perhaps we will see one of the bands from there like Those Damn Crows break through and have some mainstream success?

    I’d love to see a punk revival. Perhaps a band like Sprints can have a bigger impact than they are already having.

    Will there be another technological discovery in the music world? I still buy CDs but also stream many tracks these days and there has been a threat of a fresh vinyl revival in recent times although, the price of many albums available via this medium seems a tad high to say the least.

    Talking of expensive, the cost of gigs is ridiculous. It would be nice to see Ticketmaster taken to task over their dynamic pricing tactics in 2026 so, that more everyday working-class people can actually afford to go and see the artists they love.

    I’ll see you back here, this time next year to see what really happens!


RECIPES FROM WONDERFUL JUNE CHARLTON

  • Old Fashioned Ginger Nut Biscuits

    Ingredients:

    10 oz of plain flour

    7 oz of sugar, ½ soft brown

    1 teaspoon of bicarbonate of soda

    2 teaspoons of ground ginger

    1 ½ teaspoons of baking powder

    6 oz of butter/margarine

    1 tablespoon of golden syrup/clear honey

    2 tablespoons of milk

    Method:

    Pre-heat the oven to 160C. Place all the dry ingredients in a mixing bowl. Melt the butter and syrup over a gentle heat, making sure it does not boil. Pour this mixture into the dry ingredients, add the milk and mix thoroughly.

    Shape into 36 small balls and place on greased baking trays/sheets, spaced well apart and flatten lightly. The biscuits spread to about 2” across.

    Bake for 16-18 minutes until browned. Leave to cool on a tray.

  • Cheese And Potato Sticks

    Ingredients:

    4 oz of potatoes, sieved or rinsed

    4 oz of plain flour

    Pinch of mustard

    Pinch of nutmeg

    4 oz of butter

    4 oz of cheddar cheese, grated

    1 beaten egg

    Salt and pepper

    Method:

    Mix together the potatoes, flour, mustard, nutmeg and salt and pepper. Rub in the butter to make a soft dough. Add the cheese and lay aside to chill for one hour in a refrigerator.

    Roll out thinly and brush with the beaten egg. Cut into sticks 4 inches long by ¼ of an inch wide and place on a greased baking sheet, then bake in a moderate oven 350F/180/c/gas mark 4 until brown. Store in an airtight tin.

  • Chocolate Cherry Slices

    Ingredients:

    4 oz of chocolate

    4 oz of desiccated sugar

    4 oz of castor sugar

    2 oz of glace cherries, quartered

    2 oz of soft margarine/butter

    1 beaten egg

    Method:

    Pre-heat the oven to 160C.

    Line a 12 x 8” tin with greaseproof paper or non-stick baking liner.

    Melt the chocolate and line the base of the tin with the melted chocolate. Mix together the other ingredients and spoon onto the chocolate.

    Bake for 20-25 minutes until pale golden brown.

    Cool then refrigerate for a minimum of 2 hours before cutting into squares.

  • Rice And Sweetcorn Omelette

    Ingredients:

    1 ½ oz of butter

    4 spring onions, shredded

    1 red chilli, deseeded and finely sliced (optional)

    7 oz of cooked long grain or basmati rice

    Handful of chopped, fresh herbs

    6 beaten eggs

    3 tablespoons of grated, Parmesan cheese

    Salt and black pepper

    Sweetcorn as required

    Method:

    Heat the butter in a large frying pan, add the spring onions and chilli and fry for 2 minutes. Add the sweetcorn, rice and herbs and stir to combine. Pour in the eggs, season well and cook for 2-3 minutes until beginning to set.

    Sprinkle over Parmesan, then place under a hot grill and cook until firm and golden. Turn out and cut into generous wedges to serve.

  • Coconut Rocks

    Ingredients:

    8 oz of self-raising flour

    3 oz of sugar

    3 oz of coconut

    3 oz of margarine

    1 egg and a little milk

    Method:

    Mix the flour and sugar in a bowl. Rub in the margarine and coconut. Mix to a stiff dough with the beaten egg and a little milk.

    Place in 14 rough heaps on a greased baking sheet/tray. Bake in a hot oven at 425 – 450 F/gas mark 7 for 15-20 Minutes.

  • Corn and Bacon Muffins

    Ingredients:

    6 streaky bacon rashes, finely chopped

    1 small red onion, finely chopped

    7 oz of frozen sweetcorn

    6 oz of fine cornmeal

    4 oz of plain flour

    2 teaspoons of baking powder

    2 oz of cheddar cheese, grated

    7 Fl. oz of milk

    2 beaten eggs

    3 tablespoons of vegetable oil plus extra for oiling

    Method:

    Oil a 12-hole muffin tin.

    Heat a frying pan, add the bacon and onion and dry-fry for 3-4 minutes until the bacon is turning crisp.

    Cook the sweetcorn in a saucepan of boiling water for 2 minutes.

    Mix together the cornmeal, flour and baking powder in a bowl, then stir in the sweetcorn, cheese, bacon and onion. Mix together the milk, eggs and oil in a separate bowl, add the dry ingredients and stir gently to combine.

    Pour the mixture into the oiled holes and place in a preheated oven, 220 C/425 F/gas mark 7 for 15-20 minutes until golden and just firm to the touch. Remove from the oven and transfer to a wire rack to cool.

  • Corned Beef and Potato Flan

    Ingredients:

    4 oz of potato, cooked and diced

    4 oz of corned beef

    2 oz of cooked peas

    ½ oz of butter

    4 tablespoons of milk

    1 beaten egg

    6 oz of shortcrust pastry

    Salt and pepper

    Method:

    Roll out the pastry to line a 7” flan ring. Chop the corned beef and combine with the potatoes and peas. Melt the butter in a pan. Add the flour and allow to cook without browning. Add the milk gradually and cook until it boils and thickens. Stir in the beef, potatoes and peas.

    Add the beaten egg, cheese (optional) and seasoning and spoon into the flan case.

    Bake for 10 minutes at 425 F/220 C/gas mark 7. Reduce the heat to 375 F/190 C/gas mark 5 and bake for 12-15 minutes. Can be served hot or cold. Serves 4.

  • Easy Fruit Cake

    Ingredients:

    8 oz of self-raising flour

    12 oz of mixed fruit

    4 oz of margarine or butter

    1 beaten egg

    ¼ pint of water

    4 oz of sugar

    Method:

    Put fruit, sugar, margarine/butter and water in a pan. Simmer slowly for 20 minutes. Allow to cool. Add beaten egg and stir in the flour. Turn into a greased 6” tin.

    Bake in a very moderate oven (300 – 500 F)/gas mark 2-3 for about 1 ½ hours.

  • Old Fashioned Ginger Nut Biscuits – May 2026

    Old Fashioned Ginger Nut Biscuits

    Ingredients:

    10 oz of plain flour

    7 oz of sugar – half caster sugar/half soft brown

    1 teaspoon of bicarbonate of soda

    2 teaspoons of ground ginger

    1 ½ teaspoons of baking powder

    6 oz butter/margarine

    1 tablespoon of golden syrup or clear honey

    2 tablespoons of milk

    Method:

    Preheat the oven to 160 C. Place all the dry ingredients in a mixing bowl. Melt the butter and syrup over a gentle heat making sure it does not boil. Pour this mixture into the dry ingredients, add the milk and mix thoroughly. Shape into about 36 small balls and place on greased baking sheets spaced well apart and flatten slightly. The biscuits spread to about 2½” across. Bake for 16-18 minutes until browned. Leave to cool on a tray.

  • Shrewsbury Biscuits – May 2026

    Shrewsbury Biscuits

    Ingredients:

    8 oz of self-raising flour

    5 oz of margarine

    4 oz of sugar

    1 egg

    Grated lemon rind

    Method:

    Cream margarine and sugar, add beaten egg and mix. Work in the flour and flavouring until a stiff, smooth paste is obtained. Roll out and cut into shapes. Bake in a moderate oven for about ten minutes.


  • Adventures of a Man Sitting Down – February 2026

    #35 – Are You Having an Epiphany?

    Snow drifts through the shaft of light from the security lamp on the corner of the building.

    I’d woken early, a consequence of the various mechanical devices driving me towards health. The low groan of the pressure relieving mattress re-inflating occasionally was the backbeat. The chug-chug-chuggedy-chug of the vac pump was the harmony.

    Pressure sores. Avoid at all costs. Life in a wheelchair isn’t all basketball and BBC inclusivity drives. Often there’s a large amount of hospitalisation involved. Sometimes it involves big events.

    The time before the last time I saw my friend Kevin in hospital he had two feet. The last time I saw him that had changed. I mean, he’s in a wheelchair, it’s not like he needs both of them to get around. Still, it’s like Dickens description of Wackford Squeers the one-eyed headmaster in Nicholas Nickleby. ‘He had one eye when popular prejudice runs rather in favour of two.’ He is after all a baddy. What better way to designate his evil persona than remove an eye?

    Kevin raises money for his charity so it can be of benefit to people newly in a wheelchair. He shouldn’t be losing a leg! Or even just a foot. The difficulty of these bodily changes is that it does rather place one at the Bond villain end of the scale. I mean, there is Professor X in the X Men. To be honest there’s also Phil Squod in Nicholas Nickleby, he’s only got one arm and he’s a hero. If I remember correctly, he saves a life. He certainly saves the day at some point. Maybe it’s my inner prejudice coming out.

    Anyway, I was chug-chug-chuggedy-chugged out of my slumber at 5.54 this morning. As lying in bed listening to an intrusive noise is even less fun than wheeling about with that noise following you, I got up. I wheeled through the soft darkness of my flat. I like to get things started using the ambient light of the street lights bouncing off my walls. It’s gentler than straightforward electricity and there are literally four LED or LCDs on my route to the kitchen. That is a panoply of mood lighting. I feel like I’ve participated in a piece of immersive theatre before I’ve even had a glass of orange juice.

    So, I reached the lounge and submitted to the fierce fluorescence of the kitchen light. I put the kettle on and then reconsidered. I turned off the light again and went to watch the snow falling through my lounge window. There wasn’t much wind, so the snow drifted mostly downwards. The light on the side of the building was orange and the streetlight was white. They gave the snow intermittently different character as it floated to the ground. It was as though it was a trans elemental phenomenon. I identify as orange. I identify as white. Said snowflake after snowflake.

    The whistle on my kettle called me back to the task in hand. I went and made coffee.


  • Words Of Wisdom

    “Hello Kate! It’s good to see you again. How’s things?” Jill began.

    Kate smiled. “It’s good to see you, too. Things are fine.”

    Things weren’t fine, but Kate felt reluctant to confide in her. After all, Kate didn’t know Jill that well. After all, she’d only met Jill once before, at a big motivational talk event last year. This was an anniversary catch- up event, held in the same conference centre. Kate had received a reminder e-mail. Her mind flew back to the year before…

    The speaker was a charismatic, glamorous, highly successful IT business owner called Eleanor Craven. She’d eagerly hung onto Eleanor’s every word. The talk was so inspiring!

    When they broke for lunch, Kate found herself in the queue next to Jill in the conference centre’s cafe.

    “I hope you don’t mind me asking but what do you think of the talk?” she asked.

    “To be honest with you, I only came in to get out of the rain,” she confessed.

    “Did you? Hi. I’m Kate.”

    “I’m Jill. As for the talk – well, Eleanor certainly makes a good impression,” she went on.

    “If you don’t mind me saying, you sound kind of cynical,” Kate remarked.

    Jill pulled a face. “Well, these sorts of talks are basic pick-me-ups, aren’t they?”

    Kate was taken aback. “How can you say that? I found it totally life changing!”

    “How is Eleanor’s speech going to change your life?” Jill enquired.

    “I don’t know yet,” she spluttered. “But I’ll be buying Eleanor’s book later on. Why not stay and listen to the second half of the talk? It’s free.”

    “Is it still raining out?” Jill asked.

    Kate peered out of the window.

    “Yes. It’s pouring down,” Kate replied.

    So, Jill stayed.

    When the talk ended, Kate had tried to find Jill, but she’d melted away in the crowd…never mind. Kate was so fired up with passion and enthusiasm. She was determined to launch a brand-new enterprise! If she worked hard, she was sure to reap the rewards.

    Back on the main stage, once again, Eleanor Craven had told everyone they could make their dreams come true… then it was breaktime.

    “Do you fancy a coffee?” Jill asked Kate.

    Kate nodded and they headed towards the cafe. When Jill went to the counter, Kate reflected. Sadly, all of her grand plans had come to nothing. The online vintage jewellery idea hadn’t generated enough profit, the sandwich delivery business hadn’t got off the ground, and the new art concept had sunk without a trace. She eventually took her parent’s advice and found a proper job, but the admin post bored her to tears. When her boss wasn’t about, Kate had whiled away the hours by setting up an anonymous blog. Titled ‘The tedious life of an office girl’, it had attracted a lot of followers. The social media links placed on the blog had helped spread the word. Even though it was only a small project, Kate had created it herself. She felt proud of her secret success.

    As Jill returned, a thought occurred to her. If Jill hadn’t found Eleanor’s original talk helpful or interesting, why was she here today?

    “How’s your year been?” Kate began.

    “Not bad,” Jill answered. “I’ve been working on an idea.”

    “Tell me more.” Kate sipped her coffee.

    “Well, I’ve self- published a little e-book,” Jill replied.

    “That sounds intriguing. What’s your book about?”

    “The second half of Eleanor’s talk left quite an impact on me,” Jill admitted. “I went away and thought about what I’d like to achieve.”

    “Go on,” Kate urged.

    “I bought her book, too. It inspired me to create and innovate,” Jill went on. “Energise and focus.”

    Kate recognised Eleanor’s motivational speak jargon.

    “And?” Kate was agog.

    Jill reached for her bag, whipped a tablet out, switched it on and showed Kate the screen. “So, I wrote a motivational book of my own! It’s called ‘Words of Wisdom.’ It’s selling quite well. I’m planning a website, and I’d like to set up a blog.”

    “That’s brilliant news!” Kate beamed. “Well done.”

    Kate was amazed – yet Jill looked thoughtful.

    “I don’t suppose you know anyone who’s good on social media and blogging? I need someone to help me promote the book,” she explained. Her spirit soared. Talk about stumbling across an unexpected opportunity! Kate took a deep breath. She needed to sell herself here. She recalled the confidence techniques from Eleanor and launched in.

    “I’m familiar with all social media platforms,” Kate replied. “I blog, too. Have you heard of a blog called ‘The tedious life of an office girl?’ That’s me.”

    “Really? I’m one of your followers. So, that smart, funny blog writer, is you?” Jill was amazed.

    Kate nodded.


  • Gary Numan Gig Review

    Gary Numan is, in my opinion, an iconic artist who was always on my list of people to see. Friday 14th November 2025 threw up the perfect opportunity for me to achieve this when he performed at the O2 Academy in Leeds.

    The tour had been billed as the 45th anniversary of his revered “Telekon” album and it was announced that he would be playing the majority, if not all of the tracks on that the album. This promise was fulfilled and it seemed to delight the capacity audience.

    The atmosphere was great and Numan himself seemed to revel in this. His daughter Raven was the support act and I have to say I quite enjoyed her material which, wasn’t too dissimilar to that of her father.

    Some casual fans might be disappointed that he didn’t perform two of his most well-known songs in “Cars” and “Are Friends Electric?” however the Numanoids will have been delighted with the tracks they did hear.

    I had to familiarise myself with some tracks pre-gig however, I found that I enjoyed the majority of them on the night. Many people will be familiar with “This Wreckage”, the set opener, plus “I Die, You Die” and “We Are Glass” which were played back-to-back prior to the encore.

    Talking of the encore, Numan went back to the very beginning and treated us to four Tubeway Army songs. My favourite of these was the first one “My Shadow in Vain”.

    I was unsure, prior to the gig, how good Gary’s voice would be at the age of 67 however, I had no reason for concern as his vocal skills don’t seem to have diminished very much, if at all, over the last forty-five years or so! One other thing I noticed was that his energy levels didn’t drop throughout his performance. He bounced around and contorted his body in ways I could never imagine being able to do!

    Numan isn’t a big talker. He communicated more with gestures than actual words. He did interact with the audience when he felt it was appropriate and in the lead up to “Like A B-Film” he described it as a song he thought was “shit at the time” referring to when it was written, circa 1980. It has now been included as a bonus track on the 2025 re-release of the album. For what it’s worth, I really enjoyed it on first hearing.

    Overall, it was a very entertaining night and I have already booked to see him again in 2026 at the Piece Hall here in Halifax. I would expect that show to include the aforementioned big hits that were omitted in Leeds. I also should be able to avoid the travel chaos I experienced due to the inclement weather which disrupted my journey to the venue.

    I would give this gig a rating of four stars (out of five). One sad footnote to this event was the tragic passing of Numan’s brother after attending the gig himself. RIP John.


Short Story 3 (Offset = 2)


  • FTHM Fun Quiz – July 2026

    Questions:

    (1) What nationality is tennis player Maria Sharapova?

    (2) Who played the first Dr Who?

    (3) Which footballer died before he could make an appearance for Cardiff City?

    (4) What is handbag in French?

    (5) What is 3 minutes past 9 pm on the 24-hour clock?

    (6) Who is the richest person in the world as of April 2026?

    (7) How old was Frank Sinatra when he died?

    (8) Who played Frank Spencer’s wife in Some Mothers Do ‘Ave Em?

    (9) Who has the biggest breasts in the world?

    (10) Which country consumes the most chocolate?

    (11) What is 83 in German?

    (12) Who holds the World Triple Jump record?

    (13) What is a cortado?

    (14) How long is the Grand National?

    (15) Who invented the submarine?

    (16) Which is the biggest state by area in the US?

    (17) How old is President Trump?

    (18) Who played Richie Cunningam’s father in Happy Days?

    (19) Where is the Adam’s Apple located?

    (20) How many Pounds Sterling are in a ‘Monkey’?

    Answers: (1) Russian (2) William Hartnell (3) Emiliano Sala (4) Sac a main (5) 21:03 (6) Elon Musk (7) 82 (8) Michele Dotrice (9) Norma Stitz (10) Switzerland (11) Dreiundachtzig (12) Jonathan Edwards (13) A drink of 1:1 ration espresso coffee to warm, steamed milk served in a 4-5 oz glass (14) 4 miles 2 ½ furlongs/7 kilometres (15) John Philip Holland (16) Alaska (17) 80 (18) Tom Bosley (19) At the front of the throat (20) 500

    Editor’s Final Word: Thank you once again for taking the time and the trouble to read this publication. You can get involved with us at: dean@fthm.org.uk Best wishes, Dean, Brenda, Graham, Alice and Hari.


Editor’s Final Word

Thank you so much for taking the time and trouble to read this publication. You can get involved by contacting us at: dean@fthm.org.uk

Best wishes, Dean, Brenda, Graham and Hari.