One Day More
No, this is not the beginning of a certain Broadway song involving all manner of catawailing (disclaimer - I love Les Miserables, before anybody starts on me...
Recent Posts
The Santa Fun Run
After sliding out of bed a little after 7am this morning, I wandered downstairs and dressed myself as Santa. Father Christmas. Saint Nicholas. Only a very lo...
Running And Writing
I’m supposed to get up at 8am tomorrow morning and run around town in a Santa suit, accompanied by my younger daughters. I’m not quite sure how they’re going...
Making Christmas Magic
Yesterday morning I arrived quietly at the infant school in town, tip-toed into one of the staff rooms, and transformed myself into Father Christmas - comple...
An Unlikely Santa
I’m going to be Santa at the infant school on Friday morning. Can you imagine a less likely Santa?
One In The Morning
I think it’s fair to say that I’ve been “mailing it in” on the personal blog for the last few months - writing a little about this or that, without really wr...
I Ran This Morning
I ran this morning. After suggesting to Miss 16 that I could accompany her, I got up at 7am, pulled my shorts and shoes on, and was ready to go within minute...
Slowly And Quietly
I’m spending a very quiet Saturday hiding out at home, reading all the things, and emptying my head into the keyboard. It feels like the writing mania that o...
Midnight
When you look at the clock and it’s a few minutes until midnight, does midnight count as today, or tomorrow ? Asking for a friend.
Stealing Days
I still have a mountain of unused holiday days from my employer stacked in a heap in the corner. I’ve been chipping away at them now and again - taking the o...