Stay Away, Play Away.

Hello, dear reader!

A report on the hi-jinks did I say? Well here it is

I’m probably going to keep this one relatively short, mainly due to the energy-sapping heat currently beating mercilessly from the unseasonably clear, dry skies.

I’m also going to take a hard swerve on the recent events ripping through Britain, the appalling events in Southport and the subsequent fall out. I’ll avoid politics; avoid issues of left versus right, and concentrate on much happier events. I’m not even going to mention the car that was set alight four doors down from us last night.

If you read last week’s offering, you may recall that this weekend saw myself and my sainted wife, Tina, celebrate our twelfth wedding anniversary, and, to celebrate, we went to Leeds

It’s not most people’s idea of an ideal place to live it up, but, since those ancient days of my childhood, my native city has blossomed into quite the modern metropolis. A place of street food, chic bars, good eating, and cocktails.

Which was the plan for the day in question.

Just The Two Of Us

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Time, as they say, flies.

Nothing brings this home more than the slew of milestone celebrations 2024 has brought with it.

A 21st birthday, an 18th, myself and my wúnderwifey, Tina both turning a full half century. Each and every one of these events is a landmark, and each one of them makes me feel even older than the big 5-0 I turn in two and a half weeks.

But there’s one celebration that’s flown under the radar. Myself and Tina’s 12th wedding anniversary.

Out And About

Hello, dear reader!

And welcome to a busy old week.

Yes, it’s been a week of much activity, of reasonable long drives (for me), and jobs crossed off the list.

It’s one of those weeks that lends a strange sense of satisfaction to go alongside the creeping fatigue the unseasonably seasonal weather is failing to help. You will therefore, I hope, not mind too much if I keep this one on the short side. Oh, you do? Unlucky.

Dog Years

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I have, on occasion, been accused of writing the same thing in these blog posts.

While this is not entirely accurate, I will admit to perhaps a smidgen of repetition when it comes to subject matter, and there is, of course, a reason for that which is the limited horizons of our (that’s me and my marvellous Mrs, Tina) lives.

This may be something that’s due a change in the coming years (fingers crossed), but at the time of writing, money and opportunity have conspired to limit the amount of subject matter available.

This week, for instance, we’re going to revisit the thorny issue of the dog.

Last Post

Hello, dear reader!

And how are we doing this fine if somewhat overcast day?

Me? Oh, I’m about as hunky as dory gets. A man filled with a new sense of optimism. A man enthused by possibility. A man ready to move on and see what the future holds

You see this blog post marks what I hope will be an ending. With a little luck, this will be the last blog post I write under a Conservative government.