The past few weeks have ample reminder of what the first half year of having a child is. Everyone congratulates you, the shock hits and then lots of unfashionable parenting slogging behind the scenes - changing mountains of shitsoaked nappies, talking to a baby that gives you nothing back (until they learn to smile) and then hoping and praying that ( Read more... )

So here we are, depending on your age, location and luck (to not be currently within either Brazil or India), apparently facing the escape from this Pandemic Prison ( Read more... )

I've been having these really vivid dreams of late, one of which featured my Mum and our erstwhile cat Blue being alive and getting woken up by them leaves me feeling like a zombie; not of the awake World or the asleep ALL FUCKING DAY ( Read more... )

Every time I post an entry, I look back at what I was contemplating last time out and then realise how much has changed, even though the pace of lockdown feels slower than a Pensioner in front of you in the fast lane, my head is swimming like Ian Thorpe; anyone else getting this weird phenomenon ( Read more... )

I can't believe it's been over a month since I posted here, time is slipping by so fast these days because we can't have normal nightlife at the moment. What day is it? If I wasn't working Monday to Friday and Travis going to Nursery Tuesday to Thursday, I probably wouldn't know ( Read more... )

It happened. The UK's clown prince Prime Minister finally realised that he is going to have to do his job and not shirk shamelessly out of it, like he did when he helped Brexit slither in, then decide he wanted nothing to do with actually implementing it ( Read more... )

I was going to post about how I was feeling about my Mum's death, just over three weeks after it and four days post-funeral, but being honest, I'm feeling more despondent about Britain leaving the EU in the next few minutes ( Read more... )

Three weeks since Blue died and I haven't posted in the interim. I've also since got her ashes and haven't looked at them either. Not because it is tough but because I thought Toni was going to look at them with me (it turns out she did but didn't tell me ( Read more... )

So, today the Rugby League team I have supported for 30 years has decided to change its' name to become more 'marketable', it is not moving grounds or even area, it is just switching the place name from the suburb of Salford it came from to the City we are currently playing in, Manchester ( Read more... )

It's been an eventful week... But I'll start at the start and won't be able to cover it all in one post, due to having to simultaneously write one of my final Counselling course essays ( Read more... )