Tuesday In London
I somehow managed to wake up at 5am this morning, stared at the ceiling for a while, and then fell back asleep. I woke again with the alarm clock at 6am, and...
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Recycling Old Blog Posts
One of the quite wonderful benefits of splitting my social media endeavours into many parts (and yes, it really does feel like I’ve created a number of Horcr...
Football Shopping Beer And Video Games
Yesterday was the kind of day that keeps kicking you to the floor, every time you get up. It started with a room-to-room battle with our two younger children...
A Few Words
Here I am again - sitting in bed with the old netbook propped on my lap, writing this post in a text editor, rather than trust any of the clever-dick word pr...
Welcome To Thursday
For some reason Thursdays have been ridiculous ever since we first had children. Every after-school-club in the known universe happens on Thursday nights. It...
Ignoring Is A Skill
I spent 2000 to 2008 ignoring complaints about George W Bush, then spent the next 8 years ignoring people complain about Obama, and will probably have to spe...
Grandad And The Price Of Beer
That’s me on the left. The little kid with the gappy teeth and the army jumper that shrank in the wash. That’s my step-grandfather on the right. I’m guessing...
Constructing Rabbit Holes
At the start of the month I began a blogging experiment of sorts. I described it to myself at the time as “slipping under the radar” - severing ties between ...
Goodbye Sunday
It’s funny really - you look forward to the weekend throughout the week, and then when it gets here you don’t really get a chance to enjoy it because you’re ...
Saturday
I didn’t write a blog post yesterday. I’m tempted to say this is far greater importance than the orange lunatic winning the US presidential election (or mayb...