I’m going to be spending Christmas with my daughter and The Stinkers this year and as she is working a lot I’m looking forward to spoiling her too. We will have candles everywhere and sticky toffee pudding for desert and thankfully not having a telly we don’t have to suffer…
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I remember as a teen
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When the purge comes…
Russel Brand, accused of sexual assault and rape. Well who would have believed it? Me for starters. You only have to look at the sleaze bag and his permanently open mouth and gritted teeth. I can smell his bad breath and cheesy penis from here. I wonder how many haven’t…
I remember in my 50's
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holidays
Holidays abroad. Never really what they are cracked up to be in my opinion. But then in my experience it always rains. It could be Corfu in September or Spain and Greece in August. It didn’t just rain for an hour to clear the air. It was torrential and for…
I remember in my 50's
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My daughter and my none dad
With an honours degree in child and adolescent mental health my daughter works hard in several roles, continues to learn and grow and most importantly helps so many other people. Tomorrow morning she has an interview for one of the very few places in this area for a government bursaried…
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Dad on the answering machine
So I return to my home one day and see that my dad has called. He’s left a message on the answering machine. As always he sounds exasperated. As if I’m never in or I don’t call him straight back, which is not the case. Straight away I feel small…
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Eggshells
I drove us home shakingIn need of a drink. Something to calm the nerves, like brandy or JD.All that walking on eggshells for the good part of a day. Watching the play of a relationship conducted on a tripwire.The slow and steady build up of ire, the furious stabbing of…