Longer, slightly considered posts, roughly one a week.
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Saying goodbye to Alan
I wrote this a few months ago, I had planned on posting it but never did. I think, if I’m being honest, I was just done with funerals and death and dark questions around WHY certain people died. Alan’s funeral was on 30th June this year. But I realise now that I should still share…
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What kind of man?
As a chronic over thinker (much of which I’ve inflicted on you here, dear reader) it’s fair to say that how to be a good father and how to set a good example to my son, are major topics in my brain on any given day. I replay moments wondering how to do better next…
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Systemised Unspending
Many years ago I downsized where I lived, I got rid (sold/donated/trashed) a lot of stuff and, for the most part, I’ve not missed any of it. Since then I’ve built up more stuff again but with a slightly different slant and I’m confident that I don’t have the same volume, and the things I…
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Jack is Four
So much I could say here; four years since he arrived, so many milestones passed in this last year alone. I could write about how well he’s doing, how much I love him (more than I ever thought possible), and how much of a cheeky chops he is turning out to be (which shocks no-one…
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The shape of grief
It would’ve been my Dad’s birthday yesterday, he would’ve been 79. I didn’t post about it yesterday, more by happenstance than planning, but I did think about him and one thing struck me. I think more about my Dad on any given day than I do about my Mum or my sister. Now, I’m not…
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Between
I am not currently employed. I will be again soon, and I’m excited to start a fresh at a new place but, for now, I am a man of leisure. It does not suite me. I feel somewhat conflicted most days of how to spend my time and I entirely blame my parents for this.…
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Missing Mumsie
It all started with The Crystal Maze on Channel 4. It was 1990, and we only had four TV channels to choose from and The Crystal Maze was a fun game show. In it, the host (Richard O’Brien) would take the contestants through different zones, and they’d have to partake in different categories of games;…
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Paying Attention
My son has never known a world without mobile phones, without screens lighting up, without his Mum and Dad using them on and off throughout the day. For me, notifications are still something I view as an interruption, an annoyance. Notifications are something that I tolerate to allow me to have a tiny computer on…
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The Morbid Truth
I will consider myself lucky if I see my son reach the age of 35. That’s 33 years away and by that point I’ll be 83. I will consider myself lucky if I see my son reach the age of 30. That’s 28 years away and by that point I’ll be 78. I say this…