Proper Job

Hello dear readers! 

Unemployment is starting to get just a little old. 

At first sight it may seem like having all day to do as much or as little as one wants to do is some kind of utopian ideal, but it would appear that a mere fourteen days in, that illusion is already wavering somewhat. 

Yes folks, I need a job. The question is... Which job?

It Never Rains, But It Pours

Hello dear readers! 

Well, we're in! 

Yes, after what seems like a lifetime, we are actually, properly living in our new home. It may be unfinished, it may have a slight air of an abandoned building site, it may still smell slightly of paint but it's ours, and, thanks to the hard work of family and friends and  a few sticks of furniture... It's habitable. 

It's a welcome bit of news in what has been a rough couple of weeks. 

Make Do And Mend

Hello dear readers!

I'm Baaa-aaack.

Yes, it would seem that rumours of my demise have indeed proven to be greatly exaggerated and, after a three week and one day hiatus, The Seated Perspective show is firmly back on the road and apparently... attracting admirers (Thank you Bethany).

So, what's been going on in the last 22 days, you ask? Well quite a lot actually.

Changing Rooms

Hello Dear Readers!

Whisper it, but the tide may just be turning.

Followers of these inane rambling will know what I mean when I say that things have been rather... interesting... at the Seated perspective Household of late.

The last week however, whilst no less interesting, has been one heck of a lot more positive. Here's why.

Falling Down

Hello Dear Readers!

The last seven days have been amongst the hardest of my increasingly middle-aged life.

In fact, it's incredibly hard just writing these few sentences so I hope you'll forgive me if this week's offering falls ever so slightly short of my usual bright and breezy style.

Who Cares?

Hello Dear Readers!


Life, as someone once said, is a rollercoaster.
 
This is certainly  true of life at the Seated Perspective household at the moment, with this last week being just choc full of ups, downs and maybe even a few sidewayseses (Totally a word).
 
Let me explain.

What Goes On Stag

Hello Dear Readers!

I am a broken man.

This is entirely my own fault. Well, mine and a certain Mr J Daniels anyway. In fact, now that I think about it a Mr J Beam might have also had some say in the matter and... Oh who am I kidding, my current delicate state is down to me and me alone.

Last night you see, saw your friendly neighbourhood seated person overindulging at one of my oldest mate's stag party. (That's Bachelor party for those stateside.)

Now the usual rule is 'what goes on stag, stays on stag!'. Today I'm going to break that rule.