Sick & Tired

Hello dear readers!

You join today, a broken man.

I am tired. I am achey (and, as mentioned, possibly a little bit breaky... And that's not just my heart either). In fact, today, I am a mere shell of a man, stumbling through what remains the day until the time I can legitimately go to bed without feeling like a seven year old.

And the reason for this? Well, it’s all down to medication.

A Life In The Year

Hello dear readers!

It’s been a busy old week.

I’ve gotten upset at buses, drunk entirely too much gin, driven to Chester and back, sampled afternoon tea, and had a lovely dose of a drug that leaves me feeling like one of those cartoon characters that’s just been run over by four cars, a steamroller, and a marching band.

Yup, it’s been busy, and it’s been particularly wearing, and at this time of year especially, that is something to reflect on.

London Calling (Pt 3)

Hello dear readers!

It’s been a busy time of late, what with getting quotes to make the back garden a little more user-friendly, booking my wheelchair in for some running repairs, and celebrating the mighty achievement of remaining married for six very eventful whole years!

We have in that time survived illness scares for my wife, Tina, as well as myself, and had some huge changes in circumstances. If it was a case of testing our relationship to destruction, then I’m happy to say that we’ve passed. A+. Gold stars all round. And that’s with my natural tendency to annoy the hell out of Tina. (Deliberately? Me? Nooo. Surely not.).

So, yeah. There was that. Not that we’ve done anything special to mark the day as yet, funds being a little on the non-existent side as they are. We do have a cream tea paid on for us by a very generous and completely anonymous person though (Thank you to whoever that was. Love random acts of kindness). So that will probably more than suffice.

And of course non of that is the subject of today’s post.

London Calling (pt 2)

Hello dear readers!

And welcome to part two of my very first two part blog post!

Yup, it’s time to pick up from where we left off last time, as we revisit my recent, um, visit, to the Big Smoke, that is Old London Town. There were thrills, there were spills, there were unexpected flights of stairs, and that was just on day one out of three.

Now it’s time for days two and three.

London Calling

Hello dear readers!

And so the wanderer returns.

Yes that’s right your favourite blogger (Top ten? Top hundred? No... Ah well.) is back from his adventures in the sprawling metropolis that is London Town. There were thrills, there were spills, there were disappointing Yorkshire puddings, and a wealth of other bits and bobs.

Curious? Then please read on.

Question Time

Hello dear readers!

There are more questions than answers.

Well there are unless you accept ‘I don’t know’ as an answer, anyway. Of course, if you do, then you have one answer for a hell of a lot of questions… But I digress.

The importance of questions, and the need to ask them was nicely illustrated to me just this last week.

Up For The Cup

Hello dear readers!

I have heard it said that there is a bright side to everything.

It’s an assertion I would challenge, if I’m honest; one that seems to err on the side of sheer bloody minded optimism, but, in certain cases at least, it might bear some fruit.

At the moment it’s fruit that I am more than happy to pick.