Reading time: < 1 min I need a haircut. It’s starting to look messy, so on Saturday afternoon my niece is coming over to cut my hair. She’s a proper hairdresser and everything so I might get her to style it, colour it, or just put in some highlights, well, maybe lowlights… hmmmm not sure. Most likely I’ll just ask…
Reading time: 2 mins The slow drag of the needle across skin is a primitive sort of pain, one you can relax into, one which ebbs and flows as nerves are uncovered, one you can surf through highs and lows. My first two tattoos, as I’ve mentioned already, were not borne from any particular event nor as part of…
Reading time: < 1 min In at the deep end. Best foot forward. No time like the present. Life goes on. Such are the cliched thoughts that have been running through my head recently, obviously. But, before I continue, I would like to thank everyone who as commented here, sent me a DM on Twitter, or emailed me direct. Your…
Reading time: 4 mins The car has barely stopped before I’ve got the door open and I’m sprinting through the gate and bounding up to the front door. With a twist of the big brass door knob I push it open and announce our arrival with a cheery “Coooeeeee”. I can still remember the smell of the house, that…
Reading time: < 1 min At some point, over the festive period just past, I found myself watching a TV series called “Grumpy Old Men” in which several personalities (they’d probably baulk at being called celebrities) rant and rave about the myriad of little things that annoy them; The people who talk loudly on their mobile phones, the fact that…
Reading time: 2 mins I’m off out tonight to have a few drinks with an ex-colleague who is about to head to Merika, for life (well for a while at least). He’s sold up, got his paperwork in order and he, his lovely wife and their still new son will fly over to Texas and setup a home and…