I called her a slapper, she said she’s not. I laughed. It was only in jest but I don’t think she found it funny. Next she’s saying “how do I know she didn’t have sex the other night.” I told her that I don’t know, I just trusted her word when she said she didn’t … More Slapper

Fat bastard

I am fat and unhealthy. There, I said it. A bit like the “I am an alcoholic” thing, but with less stigma attached. I’ve joined the fat bastard demographic. It’s like this: I’m 31 I have a static job I love junk food (pizza, indian, mcdonalds) I love beer and wine I love Coca-Cola I … More Fat bastard

Let down

I’d would have rather they just said they didn’t want to go. I ordered four tickets to the Funny Bones comedy night which is a monthly thing they do locally. I did order them for a couple of friends of mine, but they were booked for a wedding tonight (and now have been hit by … More Let down


It’s been fun, interesting and at times chilling to read back through these pages. I think that’s the beauty of a blog or a journal. I had forgotten how I felt at the time I was told Tom was expected, or about the time when Heidi knocked out Louise, or about the changes we went … More History