Twitter changes character limit and everyone loses their sh

Twitter is changing it’s character limit and everyone is losing their mind over it or tweeting “funny” running-out-of-space tweets complaining or celebrating it. This was especially over-dramatic: The beauty of Twitter is that it’s short & snappy. Now people are going to tweet stupid essays rolleyessmiley hashtag280characters We can now expect stupid essays within the … More Twitter changes character limit and everyone loses their sh

Bolton Abbey.

Following of from a great night of drinks and steak and laughs, which rekindled something, we drove out to Bolton Abbey today. We’d expected it to be just some ruins and maybe a tea-house. What it was though deserves a revisit, more time, a better planning.  When we arrived L checked our guidebook and mentioned … More Bolton Abbey.

Holiday day seven.

Home tomorrow and I’m going to do one of them one second videos of my day. Predominantly it’ll be flying home. It’s been a seriously fucking brilliant week. I mean, a seriously fucking brilliant week. We’ve shared laughs, food, drink. We’ve talked about family, friends, ideas, concepts, careers, sport, politics. We’ve cycled to the beach … More Holiday day seven.


Not a day goes by when I don’t think of her in some way. She was the light of my life. Always loved. Always missed. 

Holiday day three. 

I’m sat on the decking, the temperature a balmy 22 degrees at half past seven in the evening. I’ve got beer, fresh bread, and the olds are busy dishing up crisp salads and barbecuing steaks, chicken, belly pork, sausages. I can feel the heat of the sunburn on my back. There’s a slight sting to … More Holiday day three.