A journey of weekends

A weekend fast & furious

The Fast and the Furious 2 Fast 2 Furious The Fast and the Furious: Tokyo Drift Fast & Furious Fast Five Fast & Furious 6 Furious 7 Had we not been distracted by 2 and a half men, we might’ve been able to watch the 8th film. The Fate of the Furious But still, a […]

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A journey of weekends

A weekend ticklish

I don’t know whether it’s because my moobs are more sensitive because it’s that time of the month, or because I’m just generally more ticklish, but every shower this weekend has been a rib-tickler.

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This me I be

Trump! Ah shit!

Apparently, and this is cracking me up, I was very gassy the night before last and kept farting myself awake like a dog — trump, act all startled, fall back to sleep!

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A journey of weekends

A weekend that kept to its scheduled number of days

It’s Monday! I know it’s Monday! I’ve known it’s Monday all day! Yay! I even knew yesterday was Sunday! The day before was Saturday! I’m getting proper good with this changing named-days lark. I’ve been trying to remember the last time I went outside. I think it was Friday. I didn’t go out Saturday because […]

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A journey of weekends

A weekend looking out at the sunshine

Despite the lure of a glorious blue sky and what looked like an element of warmth in the sunshine, this flathold stayed in all weekend. Watching TV. So many movies. Lie-ins. A very sedentary life. It’s bloody typical, though — all through that cold and drear I’ve longed for warmth, only for it to arrive […]

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This me I be

Lockdown brings peace, it’s bliss

It’s quiet outside. There are no people walking by and no cars using the street as a shortcut. The students next-door have stopped slamming their doors and the builders over the road have stopped cussing and dropping things. I haven’t heard a dog bark in days. The only life I see are two cats arguing. […]

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A journey of weekends

A weekend pre-lockdown

As predicted, Myles exploded upon discovering I had Mario Kart on the Wii. He has very strict ‘follow me’ and ‘we need to drive on the sand/grass’ rules, which put hitches in winning races. I’ve tweaked a few settings, made the driving a lot easier, and after this lockdown will be getting the kid competitive. […]

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This me I be

Mario Kart, the revival

I’ve loved Mario Kart since the N64. I’m proper good at it. My character is Yoshi. A few (many) years ago, I upgraded to Mario Kart Wii. I thrashed everyone on it. It’s one of the only things that gets me super competitive. People eventually stopped wanting to play with me and Mario Kart got […]

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A journey of weekends

A weekend with a new washing machine

It’s got a delayed start of up to 24 hours. It’s quickest wash is 14 minutes. You can ask it to wash something and go straight on to dry, and it will dry. This new machine shoots the old jumping bean in the face. It’s quickest wash was a speedy 90 minutes. It’s dry setting […]

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This me I be

Yeah, so where the hell did the washing machine go?

So, today I had a new washing machine delivered. Been living here ten years with old jumping bean, but it’s time for a change. I fancied a washing machine that wouldn’t chase me out of the room. It took me a while to unplumb the thing, mainly because everything pissed out water, but once I’d […]

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This me I be

ToO hUnGrY fOr PrOpEr LeTtEr SiZeS

Late breakfast + skipped lunch = Got nought in the cupboard. Got nought in the fridge. Eaten the wallpaper. Eaten the carpet. Currently chewing on the sofa. But thankfully, Shaun has FINALLY got in! He’s got food! Got to wait for the oven. Can smell food. Got to be patient. FEED ME!

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A journey of weekends

A weekend that KO’d the kid

Myles came ’round Saturday after his half term on holiday, fresh from visiting friends. From what I’ve been told, and he doesn’t remember much, there was a lot of running, screaming, and bouncing off walls, driving parents nuts. Still full of beans, he arrived after a mile and a half scoot from the train station, […]

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Mental well-being

This side of the letter is better

Last night, I finished a letter that I don’t intend to send. It’s not a sending sort of letter. It’s the sort of letter that shows that I can articulate my side of the problem. I can get from start to finish coherently. I can keep on track and not get waylaid by additional details. (GO ME!) […]

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This me I be

The Strand, Portsmouth

Long lost and missed. Many a double vodka lime (cordial) washed down by a Fosters (🤢yuck). Many a card game stitched up by Shaun, mocked by the frogs on the Budweiser mural. Many a pre-shift drink before clocking into the nightclub. Many a random stint behind the bar. Second home. Now something called a ‘PSI […]

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A journey of weekends

A weekend parachuting

Living an ear-popping 15 foot (rough guess) above ground level means that cars, specifically Myles’ cars, have a treacherous near-vertical descent to the road whenever they need to catch bad guys, escape dinosaurs, or go to the airport. Over the weeks, many a car has ended up in hospital because they’ve lost grip and plummeted […]

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A journey of weekends

3 years of weekends

When starting this little journey of weekends, I was clutching at something to write. I was looking to slow time, regain control, and remember my life. After the first year, I was surprised it had been better than I’d remembered. I was taken by my bias towards remembering negatively. I was pleased to be proved […]

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This me I be

Living with a broken shoulder

Watching Shaun wince, forget and cuss, and hearing him muttering colourfully with his Yorkshire tongue, got me thinking that I don’t know what he’s going through. Unable (and unwilling) to replicate the pain, today I borrowed his sling and pretended my shoulder was broken.

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A journey of weekends

A weekend with an About Page

Since the dawn of my blogging, having an About Page has been a dream. The one I’ve now got isn’t much to write home about, but this weekend has been nice having a smidge of identity. To celebrate, Myles took Shaun and I to a Scooby-Doo/KISS concert. Head-moshing galore!

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This me I be

I’ve an ‘ouseguest

Unlike the ghost who visits, this one lingers. It eats food, stinks like sin, and snores at night. I’m looking at it right now. Ugly fucker. Gnarled and fetid and ogreish looking. Ah, shit — that’s the mirror. But trust me, this ‘ouseguest of mine ain’t a picture neither. As someone who has lived on […]

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A journey of weekends

A weekend wincing, reminding, and telling Shaun off

The whole weekend went a little like this: Shaun would reach for something with his broken shoulder arm. I’d wince. Remind him his shoulder is broken. Tell him off because he’s still reaching. But to make him feel better, because life with a broken shoulder sucks, especially with me shouting, Myles took us out for […]

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This me I be

Sleepy tired 💤

I don’t think I have a name. If I do, I don’t know it. Another thing I don’t know is how I made it through the day. I think the tea IV helped. Last night, I went to bed a little later than planned, around 00:20. It always takes me a little while to fall […]

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A journey of weekends

A weekend worn out

I’m pooped. I can’t keep my eyes open. I’m too tired for words. I’m a little vague on who I am, but that’s not always a bad thing. Sometimes it’s a nice discovery when I go ‘woo’ ’cause oh my… So true. So true. Saturday saw Myles taking me to Pirate Pete’s where, for one […]

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This me I be

A sweet little tale of distress

Walking to the shop today I overheard a very distressed little girl (she couldn’t have been more than 4) talking to her grandmother. “But granny,” the little girl cried. “I’ve got to stop my legs from growing!” “No darling,” granny soothed. “We need to buy you some new trousers.”

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A weekend, the first of a new decade

Monumentally spent building a rather complicated dragon lego figure and watching Scooby Doo. The war that followed Scooby Doo, between the dragon and the robbers who’d stolen the carpet, was epic. The carpet was lost, but so too the robbers. No better way to start a decade!

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This me I be

It’s 2020!!!

The year of perfect vision! I look back and sure, I enter the year minus employment, but I go in with less baggage, with new habits seized, and a better sense of who I am. 2019 showed me the sight of others, showed how understanding is bigger than me, how the brightest of lights can […]

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A journey of weekends

A weekend wrapping presents

Not one endowed with the ability to select the perfect gift, I also lack in the wrapping department. Where I excel, though, is distracting with ribbon. I can’t tie bows, at least not classy ones, but I can get a pair of scissors and scrape ribbon into curls. So that’s what I did. I badly […]

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A journey of weekends

A weekend after New York

A week ago today, at around this time, Jackie and I were landing at JFK. Our crack of dawn drive to Heathrow — my chance to re-do Security at the Gate — the hours of watching us fly through the sky curtesy of Virgin’s on-tail camera were all done as we prepared for touchdown in […]

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A journey of weekends

A weekend putting up Christmas

Surprisingly, digging out the tree this year was easy. Goes to show the benefits of keeping things together in a sensible place 👍 To add to the ease, I didn’t spend the usual hours and hours, attempting, attempting, blindly believing that I can get the lights nice. I can’t. I never do. So this year […]

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Poems

Stitched together

I don’t know how I know me like I don’t know me at all It’s like my mind’s this lodger I found to share my body pall It’s like I am these strangers stitched together by the soul One feels hot and bothered while the other is freezing cold

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This me I be

Not quite the post I was planning, but close, sort of – what I intended got shot in the foot so there’s no title to give, just words. 1,051 of them. It ends with a lovely little moral that I feel is a life lesson, a must learn

Hidden is tomorrow, all the things I do not knowI know something is coming, something I need to know I know I need to know it, I need to react as wellI need to know what’s coming so I can plan aheadSo I sit and think and mull, I ponder and wonder tooI think up […]

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A journey of weekends

A weekend not quite grasping the action plan

Do. Not. Work. That was the action plan. My thinking was logical. It’s the weekend. I’ve worked all week and it’s been really hectic. Birmingham, Reading, I’ve met my first learners. I worked last weekend (a little). Have a kick-up and chill weekend!!! I deserve it! Nah… I spent it rewriting my CV. “WHAT?! You’ve […]

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