This will be waffle but to hell with it. It’s 23:41 (at this exact minute) and I’m drunk, sat in the conservatory, with the patio wide open. It’s balmy (good word). I’m drunk. But, for the first time in a long time, I feel like I’m alive, living, breathing and human. I feel emotion. I … More Waffle

Demon Bike

The same bike that I fell off in October, resulting on a broken wrist and broken elbow, has claimed another victim this week. Terry borrowed my bike on Wednesday, and in a collision with another cyclist, broke his leg in two places. He’s going to have to have surgery tomorrow, have his bones screwed back … More Demon Bike


Terry is moving in here. Kinda strange as last time we lived together things didn’t end well and we probably had the darkest period we’ve ever faced in over 13 years of friendship. I probably wrote about it in this blog somewhere, but I don’t want to revisit it just yet. He’s split with Linzi … More Movement


We’ve had a bit of a struggle recently with the boy and a reluctance to go to bed. Compounded by a lack of resolve (effort) on behalf of his Mum, and a lack of commitment on behalf of his Dad to ensure he goes to bed on time. *immature comment of the day* Seems like … More Result!