Last weekend we were packing. Packing. Packing. This weekend we were moving. Moving. Moving. The unfortunate thing is, though, the house we were going to move into fell through a World War 2 bunker, which lay hidden from the ground survey the builders didn’t do properly. So we’re homeless! Woop fucking woop! But the silver […]
Read moreA weekend melting
This weekend saw the thermometer melt as the mercury boiled, but fortunately, we weren’t overcome by the fumes. Instead, we spent Saturday day on the veranda… … and the evening by the creek. (When I said ‘veranda’ above, of course I meant a manky flat roof outside our hallway window, but ‘veranda’ just sounds so […]
Read moreA delayed weekend after a week unacknowledged
By Wednesday of last week, it was clear that the week didn’t want to be acknowledged. It was one of those weeks that got me under my skin. If I could forget something, I forgot it. Monday was summed up by the human shit I had to clear up in the car park. Not one […]
Read moreA weekend that gave birth to one of those Monday’s
A 915 haircut appointment on Saturday got me up and out by 830, which for my lie-in day, sucks. But I look pretty — I’d look prettier without the bags, but one must have a flaw. I popped to Primark with Jackie, but it was a fruitless endeavour because they didn’t have a rain coat […]
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A delayed weekend of kindest regards
A Scutt at the letting office took it upon themselves to bad mouth us to the landlord because we have the audacity to still have an issue with being given a boiler that looked like this: (It’s not easy to see, but the screws are missing and the flue is free-floating, perched by its crook […]
Read moreA very delayed weekend not visiting the allotment
The problem with writing a weekend post on a Wednesday is that I don’t remember what happened. I struggle to remember what happened come the Monday. To steal one of Myles’ favourite phrases, “I don’t remember”. With that said, it turns out that I do. Saturday saw us rescuing the kid because he was boooooooooooooooooored […]
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A weekend that ended with a shark in the sky
An arsehole came by the flat on Friday, under the impression that months of being lied to and disrespected has buttered us up to do what it wants. It puckered when it found out it hasn’t. Miraculously, now we’re the arseholes. I’ve demanded respect before I even begin to listen. After the kid’s team scored […]
Read moreA four day weekend for my birthday
Saturday afternoon was a BBQ at Erika’s. Sunday was LegoCity day with the kid. Owing to his half a thumb, Shaun got to watch us. Monday was a lot of nothing followed by the allotment in the afternoon. Tuesday was a visit from Jackie, Erika popped ‘round, and the kid turned up at the door. […]
Read moreA long weekend bobbing along at the mercy of the current
The bank holiday weekend started with traffic jams. It saw us lads kayaking or more like bobbing along at the mercy of the current. Saw Shaun lose the tip of his thumb. We still can’t find it. Was a mishmash of doing things and lying on my bed. The decapitated thumb looks like that scene […]
Read moreA weekend that started promptly, but then got delayed by a complaint email
I went to bed 20 minutes earlier than normal on Thursday night, which of course meant I woke up an hour earlier on Friday. With all this extra time, I got the washing in the machine and the dishes done. My efforts basically meant that the weekend started at 17:30 promptly. Saturday was an early […]
Read moreA delayed weekend with annoyingly subtle heartburn
The kid descended on Saturday and left us Sunday tussled and bedraggled, such a whirlwind he is… To somewhat calm ourselves, I tried my hand at this sausage tomato mascarpone pasta recipe. While it came out well / good / delicious — the tomato mascarpone sauce was better than store bought — the both of […]
Read moreA weekend at war
A state of war now exists between myself and Myles. The kid has taken to trumping on me, guerrilla style. While I didn’t retaliate at the time for fear of having a poo on his head, which would need to be rubbed into his hair and then dried with a hair-dryer, next weekend I’ll have […]
Read moreA delayed long weekend for an almost old-style birthday
It was my boy’s 40th and, owing to the relaxation of restrictions, we were able to enjoy the day with a small number of other people, albeit outside in the pissing rain while socially distanced. Not ones shy of a BBQ in adverse weather, we made the most of it.
Read moreA delayed weekend pre new job
Gone are the days of doing other people’s grocery shopping. And here are the days of overseeing cremations. To celebrate and prepare, the weekend was full of doing things. I treated myself to a haircut. ‘Treat’ lol — after however many months, it was a legal requirement. I tried to treat myself to a new […]
Read moreA delayed long weekend in Wales
Tired of socially distancing in Portsmouth, I went to do it in Wales. The end
Read moreA delayed weekend that ended a good week
Sure, my mood frayed, but it always frays — I’m not very good at sewing. I can do that patch thing with the iron, but even that only lasts an hour or two. But I digress… With the kid off school and Shaun off work, the week was as it should be in our shared […]
Read moreA delayed long weekend for chocolate
For such a chilled weekend, it’s been go-go-go! Friday had all the kids excited. Saturday had the quickest and maddest egg hunt I’ve ever seen go down. Sunday was food coma. Monday was the alcomahol. Tuesday was run-run-run around, followed by panning for stones at the allotment. Today, has been a sort of interview followed […]
Read moreA weekend that changed timezones on me
This year, British Summer Time starting didn’t start the usual Friday night before it officially starts so I can get used to it, but started 7 minutes after it started, with me confused as hell. The problem I noticed this year, what with starting work at 2am on the day British Summer Time starts, my […]
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A delayed weekend sieving soil
As it sounds, Shaun and I sieved soil over the weekend. We got soil. We put said soil in a sieve. We sieved it. We then spread the freshly sieved soil out nice over the plot with a rake. We repeated. But we hadn’t totally lost the plot. We can restone Southsea beach with the […]
Read moreA weekend delayed, much needed
The delay is in two parts, mostly because I’ve been hanging. More importantly, though — Shaun and I cracked out the cards and got to doing what is us. Mostly, skittle vodka and shithead. It’s important to do these sorts of things, to remember our roots, because life does sure like to try and topple […]
Read moreA weekend at the window watching a pigeon drink
I was there 10 minutes — it was well thirsty! But in other news, Myles is getting good at his Hot Wheels track designs, and I’m a novice car mechanic. It took 28 longer than the 2 minutes the YouTube video suggested, and I needed a screwdriver that the man in the video didn’t, but […]
Read moreA weekend making up for last
Last weekend’s post (deleted) touched vaguely upon the thought that one’s worth seems determined by one’s last act. Following on from that, there are limits to where understanding can lead before it becomes what is received. But since this weekend has ended much better than the week it closed, I’m not going to dwell on […]
Read moreA post in lieu of a weekend post that’s still being written
All last week I was a little backed up, but fortunately, with the weekend I had that saw me stay awake for 33/34 hours, I drank so much water that I was pissing every 15 minutes — by the end, my bladder was so used to being full it screamed ‘I NEED TO PEE’ even […]
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A weekend in pjs
Well, near enough — other than the 6 hours I spent in work, but I was back by 8am so it barely counts. Apparently, yesterday was valentines day — there’s no ‘apparently’ about it. It was. Completely forgot. Couldn’t give a shit. I heard on Capital a few days ago that people with my mindset […]
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A weekend of almost…
I tried my hand at making satay sauce and made a condiment. I put up a curtain pole and it’s only a bit crooked. I measured for curtains and should’ve done it with the pole up. But then it didn’t snow enough to make a snowman, so I drew a picture instead. Mine’s a bit […]
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A weekend searching for the kid’s marbles
Our problems began when the kid decided to count his marbles. He cracked open his head, scooped them all out, and lost a half-dozen when they rolled around the table. A few dozen more were lost during a game of marbles. Another handful scattered while testing out a Hot Wheels track. A few vanished due […]
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A weekend with blinds
They arrived!!! A little battered and bruised, mind… But the blind people are sorting the damage and won’t be delivering them again through XPD unless they want them returned via their rectum. Alongside no longer having sheets as curtains, my spying game has upped a million-fold. In other news, I got repeatedly stung on the […]
Read moreA delayed weekend of highlights
First off, my new habit has clearly not taken hold yet. Meant to be posting these on a Monday, but Monday’s seem to fail because I’m asleep when I used to post. So the big plan is to change this post to a Sunday, but it’s hard to remember to do things 24 hours earlier […]
Read moreA weekend that ended better than it started
I went into the weekend with one of those heads that make you feel worthless and came out with a head worth its weight in gold. Even yesterday, with those bright lights like sunlight threatening to shine into my room, managed to keep my head worth every ounce. (The lights didn’t shine long — I […]
Read moreA belated weekend to rid this home of 2020
For the great big 00:00, I said Happy New Year to Shaun and went to bed, as is the covid way. Pretty much it. Begs the question why I couldn’t write this post yesterday… Not exactly ground breaking.
Read moreA long weekend for a covid Christmas
Because we were strongly promised (maybe) 5 days off covid restrictions, which made absolutely no sense until I realised that covid has been working 24/7 for months, globally, so most likely had put in a holiday request, which had been approved, I set about making plans. Option A was a 3 to 4 night stay […]
Read moreA weekend given 8 hours notice for lockdown with a fancy new name
Other than being unable to get Myles’ hair cut on Sunday, and subsequently getting a humph that required a reminder that hairdressers aren’t generally open during the dead of night, and they’re even less likely to be open when it is suddenly illegal, I can’t say this household has noticed much difference with the start […]
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A weekend adjusting to a new sleep routine
Sunday was a 4am start, which, surprisingly, was doable. Monday was a 2am start, which, other than lying in bed staring at the clock at 0130, was surprisingly doable. Bed time, though, is 7pm. The only issue is, I’m so tired, I hardly know who I am. I’m a little vague on the days. This […]
Read moreA weekend in a funny headspace
Not particularly hilarious, not bad nor good — hardly self-negative. For me, it was a struggle to keep a positive mind when everywhere I turned was showing up negative. Last week had been a difficult week for the majority of the people I hold dear. Their difficulties, while their own, remain my concern because I love […]
Read moreA weekend, the first not self-isolating
FREEDOM!!! Oh, it’s been bliss. It’s been the most beautiful weekend ever. I enjoyed Saturday — finally got the book mountain on a bookcase! I enjoyed Sunday — the day to myself was like the good old days when I used to potter around solo… Of the difficulties this weekend, no Myles = the biggest. […]
Read moreA weekend self-isolating 2
I went into the weekend without the ability to taste or smell and come out of it sniffing aromas and guessing what they are. Fun times. Almost as fun as looking out of the window at the builders queuing up to buy their sandwiches. Almost, not quite.
Read moreDay I don’t know + 1 of self-isolation — Uncle Oskar
While my migraine has broken and I woke up full of beans (ended up weeding and sweeping out my alleyway), across the country someways, a real proper, decent, caring, loving man I know — having fought so hard against so much — died in intensive care. The kidney failure couldn’t get him, and while the […]
Read moreA weekend self-isolating
B O R I N G Thankfully, I have now managed to get into the swing of this covid imprisonment — I’m no longer screaming up the walls. The most ‘can do’ instilling thing to happen this weekend was a call from Myles!! Best call ever! More, please!
Read moreA weekend before a covid test
Due to the selfless dedication of one of Shaun’s colleagues who went into work with Covid-19 symptoms, last week ended on a high with jobs going out on time. For this week, their selflessness has given everyone the chance of a few days off. Shaun woke up on Saturday complaining of being hot. Sunday became […]
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A weekend for a covid Halloween
Popcorn, sweets, and movies…
Read moreA weekend much needed
I think, with how life and its troubles are self-seen, that it is important to remind ourselves (when able) of the easy joys we can find without looking. It’s a quest to snatch — if we don’t take, we don’t have. Misery is free. A tiny snippet of joy is so easily missed. What would […]
Read moreA weekend chilled
After the full-on party action of last weekend, Myles read my mind and declared this weekend a chilled affair. Well, as chilled as movies, hot wheel tracks, and sugar-rushes allow.
Read moreA weekend P-A-R-T-Y-ing
It was Myles’ 6th birthday this weekend. This meant one thing… And party us lads did! Friday was all about the decorating. 150 balloons tied down in lovely places and piled into the sheet tacked to the ceiling ready for the balloon drop. Next it was bunting, about a mile of the stuff — even […]
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A weekend under a spot light
The restaurant underneath is opening in a few weeks as a Thai Tapas & Sushi place. I know! Sounds exciting! To prepare for their opening night, they’ve turned the lights on to light up their sign. To me, too. Except, they don’t light up the sign. Apparently, this was the best place to put them. […]
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A weekend, the last with Bertie
The custom with a pet before having it put down is to spend its last few days before death doing fun things, having treats, and just generally enjoying the delights of life. This weekend, rail bridge repair work saw the A27 closed and my surrounding roads acquiring 30 min+ queues. So in the face of […]
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A weekend prehistoric
It’s taken us 3 attempts and hours of walking, but at long last we’ve found the prehistoric fern that’s been our motivation to go to Hundred Acre Wood! It’s a crazy looking fern. We turned ’round to the kid and said that there fern’s great-great-great-so-many-greats-grandparents got eaten by a Stegosaurus! In response, the kid complained […]
Read moreA weekend realising that a solution is needed
In my old flat, I’d open the door, take a step in, and hang my keys on the hook in front of me. I’d turn left, take a step, kick off my shoes, and drop my wallet in the box on the shoe rack. 6 more steps saw me in my living room. Another 6, […]
Read moreA weekend that required an extra day due to an administrational hiccup
It was technically this morning when I got to settling down to writing this weekend post, so I was running late, and figured I may as well wait until the other side of the day. The reason for my delay was that I was building my desk. In all truth, the desk was built, but […]
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A long weekend that ended with a forgotten weekend post
It all started bank holiday-esk enough with a cheery jaunt across national lines. England to Wales. Yep, parent visiting. (Need another bottle!) Things rolled as they tend to roll in the valleys, downhill and back up again (if there’s enough oomph). Fortunately, we ended up where we started, if not a little higher up the […]
Read moreA weekend hunting for my shaver
In the old flat, my shaver/trimmer/whatever — chin hair snipper — lived in a skull by the TV. Easy to find. Never need move, of course, as long as it wasn’t in use. A week last Thursday, I put said shaver in my brown carry-all, along with a few choice things that I wished to […]
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This me I be 