Also, honourable mentions to… Furthermore… And Led Zeppelin IV, of course. Let’s not get into Louis Armstrong, Chet, Miles, Dizzy etc… Or indeed Black Dyke Mills, Grimethorpe Colliery or HM Royal Marines. Am I allowed to include orchestral recordings and the more classical of genres?…
…but still wearing a shirt every day because I’m classy like that. OWS: Ollie Worry Scale – How worried I am. Usually relates to my parents. BAche: Back Ache Scale – Since working from home, my lower back has suffered. The entries below detail my…
…I get to sleep like a starfish. Every. Single. Night. This photo is actually of me. Taken in Coventry Premier Inn in 2017 after the company I worked used to work for took over a store and I pulled a ‘week-long open-to-close’ type shift. Ah,…
Your day was horrible. It started with a run around town doing your checks, and finished with a Manager Meeting when the same old shit was discussed. But the middle bit, the bit where you drove as far as Fareham only to get a call…
Finding the time to write is a weird phenomonen. I do sincerely believe this magical thing we call time is located somehwere between Timbuktu and the Bermuda Triangle. Yes, yes, I am aware that both Timbuktu and the Bermuda Triangle are real places. It’s all…
Surfing is a great soother for the soul; very little enables my mind to be as empty as it is as when I am bobbing around beyond the break, waiting for the right moment to paddle towards the shore. In all honesty, I do not…
Allow me start this prose by admitting my age. Despite my youthful looks and childish demeanour, I am a grand age of thirty-eight. Yes, thirty-eight. I know, I know, I don’t believe it either, but seriously, I am. I’ve just about gotten over it, so…
Twice this year I have taken the decision to be honest with people, to actually say what I think. To be open and truthful, in the hope of finding some progression on something, some constructive momentum in a forwards direction. And of course I’ve opened…
The ascerbic taste of a barbed heart being suffocated causes the mind to fill with vitriolic thoughts. Lingering in the air, the scent of venomous emotions cover the face with creases of pain and regret. Torture is present, the reluctant acceptance of releasing grip and…
Running around my mind, never stopping or even pausing. Forever there, in front of my eyes, beautiful and beaming, vibrant and enthused. Your smile lights my day, your laugh lifts the room. I lose hours looking into your eyes, melting into your smile, dreaming about…
So on Monday I started a new job, in the early hours of Tuesday (current time) the girlfriend of six years and I broke-up, and on Wednesday (tomorrow) I say goodbye to my recently deceased brother at his funeral. And the only alcohol in the…
You can close your eyes to the things you do not want to see, but you cannot close your heart to the things you do not want to feel. Johnny Depp
Since slipping over backwards and contorting my left wrist in way it really shouldn’t, life around the house has been interesting to say the least. Everyday tasks require precision planning, and even then may still be impossible. Here’s my run down of the most infuriating…
Claire has moved in, and already I am lost in my own home. Everything has been moved and I no longer know where my stuff is. Everything was boxed up in the wardrobe, but now it is on these shelves which stand up against the…
