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Category Archives: Personal

Ashes To Ashes

It was a gloriously sunny summers day, and we were sat overlooking the back garden with the patio doors wide open; the children were running around outside, playing and baiting each other as usual; my wife and my mum were chatting away, putting the world to rights; and my dad and I listened on the [...]

Summer Babe (Winter Version)

Well, that’s my fortnight’s blogging paternity leave over and done with (unlike my genuine paternity leave, which I am still disputing with my employers) so I guess I should get down to writing something here. And I will, eventually; but you can’t (or I won’t) rush these things, and with Christmas coming up this is [...]

Bring Out The Quinny

AKA Mooli, AKA Eleanor Jean.

Logic Of A Friend

You may not have noticed, but when I’m not picking shit puns, I often name my blog posts after song titles, or lyrics. This post, for example, is named after a track by Badly Drawn Boy, from an album that has gained new meaning for me over the past week. The title of my previous [...]

Mooli*

*working title, as christened by my son. ETA 20 weeks.