A journey of weekends

A weekend back to normality

After galavanting around Cornwall partaking in good food and good views, coming home can be a downer because you have to fend for yourself and already know the views. I’ve been naughty and had two takeaways… Other than eating crap, I met up with Myles and his dad — first time in nearly 2 weeks. Myles was […]

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The Onions RIP

I did bad, I killed the onions! I’m an onion murderer! Apparently, onions only like onion neighbours and if a weed moves into their neighbourhood they die. They could make friends, they could share sugar and invite each other out for lunch, but no. Onion sees his new neighbour, sees it’s not an onion, clutches […]

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A weekend with Kayte

When an invite to Cornwall crops up it’s rude not to go! So on Thursday I did. 6hr train trip entertained by a true crime magazine and a couple of movies — 2hrs of which stood by a slam door. I was planning to get a taxi to Kayte’s once in Truro but there wasn’t one […]

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Life, onward & forward

Sometimes you just don’t know whether you’re coming or going, leaching or laughing, and that’s cool. That’s life. That’s how things often be. Unknown. Beyond comprehension. A little fun and / or scary. You’re moving forward, heading deeper into this great wilderness of chance and beat, following a path that juts and twists — through […]

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A weekend dodging showers

It seemed whenever I stepped outside it rained. Big, fat, soaking rain. So I didn’t. Although, after 2 weeks galavanting on the dales of Yorkshire and the sands of Spain, Myles and Co. came home so I went to visit. Rainy days = movie days = sorted days 😜

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A writer & tea — a solution to wasted effort

I need to get more clear glass mugs. I need to get rid of the porcelain ones and just stick to clear glass mugs. This is because I finish my cup of tea, carry on writing, and then I fancy a sip of tea and it’s empty! I only find out when I pick it […]

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A weekend of black tie & champagne

This weekend saw the social event of the season get held at The Port House, Port Solent — Uncle John’s 60th & Retirement party, hob-knobbing with Lords, CEOs and the like — black tie, free bar, live band… I watched Downton Abbey in preparation so like a duck to water, I got it all over […]

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Vertigo Migraine — I seeeee you! (not)

It’s in my eye. I’ve got something in my eye! Ugh, and it wriggles. It’s like sickly clumps threatening to weep from my tear ducts. It’s like a bear’s come along and had a shit in my eye, mushed it in so it’s clumped around the nerve. It’s like I’m looking through water, like things […]

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A weekend of London pride

Basically, a bunch of gays having a party in the street Not usually one to embrace my gayness when I’ve competition (I prefer to be the only gay in the village = the centre of attention), being a part of the 20,000 strong parade was like a nightmare in my head before I got there. […]

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Vertigo Migraine attack diary & possible triggers — 1/7 to 3/7

Saturday 1/7 — I was wobbly on my feet and a bit sick feeling but I could ignore it and help Jackie move. By the evening I was drinking alcohol and OK. The last 3 times I’ve drunk I’ve been really ill after only 2 drinks, so great improvement. Trigger? — Friday’s sick note excitement. Sunday […]

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A weekend of 90s rhythm

Starting on Saturday with Jackie’s house move, making me lug around a washing machine and sofa corners, and things like that, like I’m somebody with upper body strength! I did like pushing the truck / trolley / cart thing (in picture) through the streets ’cause it was like driving (I don’t drive). I only crashed into […]

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Having my cake & eating it, too — here’s how I do it

I didn’t get lemon drizzle, I got chocolate cake — a gooey one. Not the one pictured either, the cake was crumbs when I thought about this post. And I didn’t make it, I bought it. If I’d made it then it would’ve been a biscuit and I probably would’ve just eaten the frosting out of the […]

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What a carry on for a bloody go back to work fit note!

Dr Garland wanted to see me this week before the sick note ran out to discuss the Propopanol and how I’m doing on them. You may remember, my vertigo migraines are stress induced and these pills are there to slow me down in the hopes I don’t get carried away. Now getting an appointment with […]

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Is on the cake again

I don’t know what it is about cake, but I loooooove cake — carrot cake, chocolate cake, ginger cake, lemon drizzle. Mmmm, lemon drizzle — I need to stop listing the cakes I love. In the last 7 days I’ve had a whole carrot cake, ½ a ginger cake, and I’m a slice away from a whole […]

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Firecracker temper — Tomos, why so angry?

ANGER: a strong feeling of annoyance, displeasure, or hostility There was a time when I kept my anger, disapproval, disgust private — always accommodating, assuaging to all — my thoughts my own, never rocked the boat; wouldn’t like to, me no like confrontation. Apologetic, quick to — any blame? Mine. This is because I’ve never liked my […]

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A weekend after a week in Wales

Chilled. I chilled in Wales and I’ve carried on chilling, basically. I’m feeling alright. These tablets slow me down and they’re keeping me in check — I think the physical fact that I’m taking the Propopanol is helping because when I get stressed I think ‘tablet’ and am then active in calming me down. One day […]

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Scary ass spider

I just caught this scary ass spider and flushed it down the toilet! Never been so unnerved in my life. I didn’t expect to see it hanging on the wall with its front legs out! I swear it was hissing. Watching. Scary ass shit.  But I caught it and flushed it down the toilet.  I […]

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Brussels attack

An individual wearing a suspected bomb vest has been neutralised in Brussels central train station. A small explosion has occurred. No other reported casualties. And still they try. And still we’ll show them. We’re not afraid of fear.

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A weekend in the sunshine

With the sun beating down glorious, and with the 4 walls of my flat closing in, I’ve been getting out, going for walks, and mainly ending up with Myles. As mum and dad heaved boxes and furniture about (moving home) Myles and I played cars, blew bubbles, read books, and ate ice cream. We also […]

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The Dr’s visit debrief — too long for text message

Aaaaaaaand (deep breath in)… I have been signed off work for a further 2 weeks. I have been referred to the Ear, Nose & Throat specialist, but this is a 13+ week wait. I have been prescribed a new anti-nausea pill. It is an emergency pill for when the other pills don’t work. Called Dopopomine, […]

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London tower block fire

Grenfell Tower (North Kensington) blazed through the early hours of this morning. Reported as a fridge explosion on the 4th floor, the fire took hold and spread quickly. 200 firefighters still tackling the blaze that’s gutted the building. Made up of 120 flats over 24 floors — 120 families — the panic, indescribable. People hanging out of […]

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Vertigo ongoing — when will it end?

Today, yesterday, Friday, Tuesday, Monday — today is the worst. I haven’t felt this bad since way back when this first started. It’s been weeks and weeks, if not a month. Vertigo. Actually, vertigo’s amateur cousin. Vertigo proper is of the ear fluid while I’ve got it of the ear nerve. Apparently not as bad. Apparently […]

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A weekend of birthday cheer

It’s been my birthday!!! Exactly why I’m still excited is a mystery, but I still am; still bouncing off the walls, annoying people. People are rolling their eyes now because my birthday was last week. S’not my fault. This year I got really excited and it’s taking me a little time to get over it. […]

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It’s my birthday!

Happy birthday to me Yes it’s me, I’m 33! I like it because it rhymes. The older I get the easier it is to forget that I’m getting old — it helps that I look devilishly youthful. I may have grey hair galore, very salt and pepper, but I’ve skin as smooth as the day I was […]

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A weekend in London

Spontaneously short notice I went to London to visit my cousins. They say they live in Kent (not London) but they’re within the M25 so that’s London in my eyes. A suburb, if you will, like Copnor. The reason for my visit? Well, there doesn’t need to be one. As it happens, there was. Drinks in Soho […]

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This blog is 2 today!!

Terrible toddler years a’coming! Just like a child this blog is growing and growing in confidence and spirit, and coming evermore lucid — I suppose it’s really I who is coming evermore lucid, evermore able to speak. This is because of you. You take time out to read what I’ve written and in doing this you are doing so much; your […]

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Terror in London – closer than comfort

Last night a white van mowed down people on London Bridge. 3 people got out of that van and started stabbing folks. There then followed stabbings in the bars and pubs of Borough Market. There have been deaths. Fear created. Pain stoked. Because depraved, sick little pricks want to impose upon us their point, their […]

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STEP AWAY FROM THE CAKE! But I really want some

It’s come that time again. Diet time. Burning calories time. Monitor what I eat time. STEP AWAY FROM THE CAKE time. Exercise time. Crap times ahead. I’m fat. There’s no way to sugar coat it (mmm, sugar icing) — Tomos here is fat, fat, fat. He’s so fat he never loses things anymore, they take orbit. I’ve […]

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A weekend in Scum

Well, Sunday and a bit of Monday. Saturday, I’d breakfast with Jackie in ‘Spoons and the afternoon was spent with Shaun and Myles down at the arcade. Our ‘Spoons is a regular ‘Spoons with drunk people at 9am, and the arcade got shed loads of my 2p’s — okay, a pound but all those 2p’s weigh little […]

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Lesson 11: Size matters — The power of length

Lesson 11 is all about size and how it’s used — sentence length not penis. Short, medium, long — I am to play with my sentence lengths while composing my response to this question: Tell us about the home where you lived when you were twelve. Which town, city, or country? Was it a house or […]

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Lesson 10: Happy (insert special occasion here)! — Eh?

Contrary to my assumption, lesson 10 isn’t ‘pick a date and celebrate!’ “Happy (insert special occasion here)!” — just screams food, doesn’t it? The brief says: Tell us about your favorite childhood meal — the one that was always a treat, that meant “celebration,” or that comforted you and has deep roots in your memory. […]

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Lesson 09: Point of view — The naked bear

Lesson 09 is this: A man and a woman walk through the park together, holding hands. They pass an old woman sitting on a bench. The old woman is knitting a small, red sweater. The man begins to cry. Write this scene. Today’s twist: write the scene from three different points of view: from the […]

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Bad mood worsening

For reasons only my temper knows, I’m getting shitty and shittier and evermore disgruntled. The day’s irritations have mounted, I’m grinding my teeth, clenching my jaw, and have a dead gaze to rival a corpse. I can’t manage words. I can growl and snap but not speak. I can’t manage patience. I just, no. Fuck off. […]

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Manchester attack

Salman Abedi is suspected of Monday’s atrocity. I think a slow hand should be extended because he’s succeeded at nothing. He has caused carnage. He has caused pain. He has taken loved ones away. To what end? No end. He has achieved nothing. Him and his like will always achieve nothing. Pathetic little shits. My thoughts […]

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It’s been 1 year at Portsmouth Water! I know, right? Gone quick

This morning at 9am it officially became one year in Customer Service — Roxie and I shared little paper gifts and carried on as we’re now accustomed. We haven’t drowned and we haven’t had our P45s — WIN! I just want to say that I’m really grateful for this year. It’s not hard for me to recall the difficulty […]

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Lesson 08: Death to adverbs — How Fred died with 2 adverbs

Lesson 08 wants me to murder adverbs — no adverbs near this post. Since I get confused with these stupid words I’m using an adverb detector to help me. My excuse, Welsh is my first written language (my second spoken) so my English version is my own take — don’t ask me to speak or write Welsh, I wasn’t […]

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A weekend of BBQ’ing & hanging

The weather held off sufficiently on Saturday to allow for the first BBQ of the season — a little chilly after the sun fell but we didn’t notice. When I say ‘the weather held off … to allow’ I mean we would’ve gone ahead anyway, just nice not drowning whilst eating our burgers. The BBQ was […]

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Lesson 07: Give & take — the writer & the researcher

Lesson 07 asks I contrast 2 things (people, objects, emotions, places, whatever) in dialogue. 2 opposite things, compared. A conversation. The writer & the researcher “You really should be helping me write this post,” the writer said. “I’m researching it,” the researcher replied. “No, you’ve got us on YouTube watching Top Ten Facts videos.” “Well we’re not now and […]

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Who I am these days now things are different

I am changed. It is an undeniable truth — totes altered, that’s me. You don’t lose close loved ones, get bullied by your manager in the funeral home you work, get forced to defend your grief to your employers, have a breakdown, spiral down, and come out the other side without changing a little. Impossible. I could […]

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Lesson 05: Be brief — I was walking down the street

Lesson 05 of learning blogging wants me to be brief. So yep, tonights post (once it’s officially started) will be a short one. I am to imagine that I’ve stumbled upon a random letter, which I’ve read and found deeply affecting. I’m meant to want (like really want) to give this letter back to the person […]

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