The Last Minute

Hello, dear reader!

Last week, as any regular sufferers of this blog may recall, I predicted that I would, at this point in the week, be ‘thrumming with excitement’

And thrumming I am!

In just two days time, you see, I will be co-hosting the biggest event I’ve had any kind of hand in arranging.

Yes, I’m expecting the worst too, but we’ll get to that.

Whodunnit?

Hello, dear reader!

And welcome to the start of a busy couple of weeks.

This time next week I’ll be thrumming with excitement at the prospect of the upcoming party Tina and I will be hosting to mark our joint 50th year.

Of course in the meantime there’s a million and one things to do, just to make sure everything is as it should be (people to remind to turn up, balloons to inflate, vegetarian sausages to pre-order, etc) but that will all come. For now, I think it’s wise to leave those irons in their respective fires and concentrate on this Friday. A day which will see us don our deerstalkers and investigate… a murder!

Before the Funeral

Hello, dear reader!

It’s going to be a quick one today.

And I know that’s not always been a proclamation that’s proven particularly accurate, but this time I mean it.

You see, today there’s something I need to do, and it’s not something I’m looking forward to.

Peer To Peer

Hello, dear reader!

I thought I would steal Mark’s blog this week - if that’s ok with you ?

As many of you will know ( as I often can be found sharing the fact wherever I go ) I have an amazing role now within the NHS - working with people who very literally saved my life in 2021 when I had my breakdown.

Side Effects

Hello, dear reader!

Yes, I’m back!

And my word does it feel good!

Well, no. Not entirely.

As A Fiddle

Hello, dear reader!

Back to normality.

Yes, the big birthday (50th), and the week of indulgence that followed it are now nothing but a distant, shining memory. It’s back to behaving (apparently behaving badly doesn’t count).

It’s back to trying to be somewhat healthy.

The Last Chance Saloon

Hello, dear reader!

And welcome to a brand new era!

Yes, after last week’s outpouring of frustration and indignant, impotent rage and sorrow, it’s time to turn a new page. It’s time to draw a line in the sand and, starting here and now, to concentrate on all that’s good in life.

And what better time than the start of a brand new decade?

No, don’t worry, you haven’t fallen asleep and lost six years. The decade I’m talking about is of the personal nature. You see, last Saturday saw me turn the grand old age of fifty.