When the relationship fallout from the sham of my marriage started, you know, falling out, Ash advised me to use my emotions and write. And
Year: 2011
Top 20 most listened-to iTunes tracks as of right now
Kandahar Road, The Winchell Riots Stairway to Heaven, Led Zep Couldn’t Wait, The Razorbax Which Way To Kyffin, James Dean Bradfield Angela, Missy Higgins A
Weekend away; plans made
The return flights to Rome and the hotel are booked and paid for. I don’t want to appear as though I’m wishing my life away,
Planning a weekend away
So, keeping busy is all well and good, but man cannot live by bread alone. Whatever the fuck that means. Actually, what that does mean,
Random thoughts
My head, suddenly freed from the state of torpor that has entombed it lately, has gone bonkers. It is throwing out random thoughts; unbidden, unprovoked
The beginning of the end
I am sitting in bed with, on my left, our marriage certificate and, on my right, the completed divorce papers that I shall send to
Doors. Avenues. Windows
I had a meeting, this afternoon, in Henley-in-Arden. A clandestine meeting. The person I had driven there to meet asked me a few questions about
Comedy Conference 2011
On Tuesday 12th October, I attended the Comedy Conference 2011. The venue was the Lowry, Salford Quays, at the heart of the new, and very
No more, no more
For everyone, especially the good kind and generous folk I hang around with on Twitter, who has given me so much detailed help and advice
Hello blog!
I’m sorry, man. I’ve been neglecting you lately. That all changes. From now. I haven’t even written up the Comedy Conference (which was a heady
A nice day out with a friend
I decided that my German houseguest needed to see more of the UK than just Oxfordshire, so we took a trip down the A40 and
Riotous Assembly (without riots and with scant assemblage)
I picked up my houseguest from Heathrow’s T5 last night. We stopped at the Oxford motorway services on the way back, for coffee and a
Something old, something new, something stolen
You might think that it’s the work of less than 30-seconds to throw together one of the weekly new-music shows, that is ‘This Reality Podcast‘.
A bit about Manc
On Tuesday evening I drove up to Manchester. I didn’t really want to have to get up at stupid o’clock on Wednesday morning, to drive
Unacceptable behaviour
Owing to a complete lapse of judgement that was triggered by a highly toxic, extremely damaging scene between us around 1am today, I have been
Sunday catch up
It has been, as you might imagine, an eventful few days. I’ll try and summarise, without going in to too much detail. On Friday evening
Big girl’s blouse
Things to do. Things not to do. Today, despite being (in my head and externally) normal/cheery, I feel (in my heart) incredibly weepy. Grief (or
Being in bed
Being in bed is fantastic. ‘Especially with your wife’, adds the nasty voice that has begun to be part of my inner monologue, lately. I’ve
Cleanin’ out my closet (and crime and punishment)
Sick of this mind, of the mother fucking kid, that’s behind All this commotion; emotions run deep as oceans exploding Tempers flaring from parents, just
The reveal…
Redacted while seeking counsel The redaction may be temporary It may not be But read and contribute to the comments on this piece, I would
Getting mad. And getting even?
It is *checks watch* 3.30pm, but I’m going to publish this post on a time-release. I have spent the last hour in tears. It feels
Not much mentile here!
It is perfectly acceptable to be vacuuming the upstairs of the house at 1am, isn’t it? And equally normal that, once the vacuuming has been
Ch-ch-changes
Well that’s it. As of right now, I rattle around in this house by myself. Even Dog has left me. Still, on the good side…
When is a parked car not a parked car?
Don’t you just hate inconsiderate bastard parkers? You know the sort. They’re the ones who are either so completely stuffed up their own arse, that
An apology from the management
It appears that I have been so busy dealing with personal stuff, that I have neglected my blogging duties. This is, obviously, unacceptable. Therefore normal
Change of status
Relationship = single
Objects in the rear-view mirror may appear closer than they are*
Mankind has been evolving (unless one believes the branch of science fiction that calls itself ‘religion’) for tens of millions of years. In that time
Nerding over the NAS
Some time ago I bought a Network Attached Storage unit (NAS). This little baby, if you’re interested. As well as the usual RAIDed, WiFi-enabled storage
Wales for the Welsh! (and the ducks)
I drove to Wales, yesterday, to do some filming. The trip down there (M4, A4042) was a breeze; there were only about 40 morons on
Them’s the breaks, kiddo. Them’s the breaks
I called my GP today to ask how the X-Ray results looked. The conversation went a little like this: Me: So how do the pictures
The morning after
I’m having flashbacks from last night’s wedding party. There was *cough* a moderate amount of alcohol. And dancing (to use a one-word description of what
Same song, different tune
ATTENTION PARENTS! When you are in a public place with your offspring, you need to remember a simple set of rules: You own that fucking
Elvis has left the building!
Daughter is, by now, back on terra firma, 1,000 miles away from here. Bitter. Sweet. I shall miss her. Having her around every day? There
NATO/OTAN. Time to pull the plug
Of my time in the Royal Air Force, I spent four and a half years serving in Number 4 Wing of NATOs Second Allied Tactical
A flying visit
So. Daughter is here. I drove up to East Midlands Airport to collect her. She looked slightly confused at some of the social differences between
It ain’t what you do, it’s the way that you do it
It was about 11.15 when I went to bed last night. Fast asleep by 11.30. Wide awake at 12.15, knowing that something – not sure
Visit prep, cinema, horses and other randomnesses
Next Saturday, Daughter (ooh, three consecutively capitalised words, there’s a name for that but I can’t think what it is right now) will be arriving
Review of Radio 1’s ‘Fun & Filth’ Cabaret?
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Clearing out
Over the last three years my feed aggregator – Google Reader – has become two things. It has become a hideously expanded mass of websites
When I were a lad…
I used to do all my writing on an Adler manual typewriter. That sounds a bit grand, so here’s some context. I was a ten-year
And now, over to the big orange dog
another horse-related post, sorry about that! Firstly, and totally unsurprisingly, Soldier has been sold. Secondly, Vin – the 16.2hh sicknote pony who thinks he’s just
Stunning, talented, fantastic horse for sale
Update: Enjoying a new home, almost instantly. I haven’t been paid for this. I’m just putting this information in to the market/google for
Roadkill, waiting to happen
I am coming to loathe the A34. Stupid fucking car drivers who could not pass a test tomorrow if their lives depended on it. Inconsiderate
No nannies here!
The very next time anyone – whether a Daily Mail writer/reader or not – says that we live in a ‘nanny state’, please refer him/her/them
‘Ullo John, got a new motor?
Ullo John gotta new motah Ullo John gotta new motah They put me in a special hospital They put me in a special hospital Is
A funny thing happened on the way to the forum
Wasn’t that a Zero Mostel film? Starred Buster Keaton and, erm, Michael Crawford? And maybe Phil Silvers? I’m going to have to flip over to
Insert something witty here
Hello! How are you? How are things? What’s new? I’ve been mental. But you knew that already. On Sunday I had a fun fun fun day,
I started out with nothing and I’ve still got most of it left
I was going to publish part one (of three) of the new writing project. I’ve chickened out. It’s good and yet it isn’t. I bloody