Being Nice & Why I Can’t Live Amongst Humans

I don’t understand panic-buying, I don’t understand hoarding, I don’t understand victimising others, I don’t understand human beings at all. I just don’t get it. I’m as rebellious as the next person, in my own way, but if you’re told by health experts to stay indoors because you could catch a viral infection that has the potential to kill you and your loved ones, you stay the hell indoors.

Insignificant Days, Drax The Destroyer & Mahoosive Burgers

So then I shut my stupid brain up by browsing the ‘Net for beds and collars and leashes and harnesses and puppy toys and training equipment and puppy friendly, eco-friendly shampoo’s and conditioners and bath toys and towels and rope chews and squeaky toys and glow in the dark jingly things and stuff that would keep a nine week old puppy entertained and happy, so it didn’t think about chewing on stuff I’d rather it didn’t.

Irony, Online Education & Returning To Normal

These past few days with the children have been interesting. Every morning from 8.30am until 12pm they’ve attended school via Google Classroom, interacted with their tutors over Google Meet and even managed to get ahead of their classwork.

The Salon Goddess, Dropping Like Flies & The Stubborn Ass Mommy.!

Apparently, a lot of the guests have pulled out due to the risk of getting the Coronavirus, and the fear of spreading it to their loved ones. They seem to be dropping like flies. My sister is of course, still adamant that it’s going ahead regardless…

To Go Or Not To Go, That Is The Question

We don’t have a plan B for the children, and it’s only a matter of time before the Dutch government impose a travel ban. And if they do it after we’ve left the country, we may not be able to get back in, which leaves us in the lurch, stranded in the UK with no idea how long it will be until we can get home again.

Sex For Stress & Being Unexpectedly Productive

Earlier today I decided to clean my front window and started a ripple effect of productivity I didn’t mean to set in motion, but now that jobs have actually gotten done and with none of the usual tutting and sighing, I’m pretty pleased it happened that way.

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