Breaking Down

We were supposed to be visiting a foster carer looking after a young cat for the RSPCA today (the "Royal Society for the Prevention of Cruelty to Animals", if you live outside the UK). We used this lever to galvanise the children into action - cleaning their rooms, and helping tidy the rest of the …

Sideways

Every time I sit down to write a blog post at the moment, something happens - or rather, something distracts me. You may have noticed the appearances of huge swathes of my memoirs from this year's NaNoWriMo appearing over the last few weeks - this is where I confess that the only reason they appeared …

Going Postal

Those that have followed my recent adventures on the internet will have seen both my retro-mac inspired run at NaNoWriMo, and the experiment with "Tiny Letter" - both ideas running against the tide somewhat in an eccentric attempt to get back to where we all started. I'm thinking about going further. I have been turning …

Keeping My Mouth Shut

I almost wrote a furious post at lunchtime about something that happened at the weekend - a series of things that happened at the weekend really - a direct response to the behaviour of a number of people I had the ill fortune to cross paths with. Rather than write anything I might later regret, …

Secondary School

Another excerpt from this year's NaNoWriMo - Enjoy! I'm sitting here, trying to remember the most significant memories from my time at secondary school - and struggling somewhat. It's all become so fragmented - it feels like a collection of snapshots, stored away inside my head. The strange thing about memories is that they unlock …

Infant and Junior School

While sitting at the departure gate in Frankfurt Airport, waiting for my flight home, is occurred to me that I might release another chunk of this year's NaNoWriMo - an autobiography of sorts. Today's excerpt takes you through infant and junior school with me. Enjoy! Apparently my start a infant school didn't go well. I …

9 Davis Close

I took part in NaNoWriMo this year, and set about recording a slew of memories from my early life. This is a small excerpt. Enjoy! When I was five years old we moved to a much bigger house on the other side of town. Suddenly I had my own bedroom, a new garden to explore, …