Entries for the ‘Writing’ Category



He looked a bit different because he had bee surgery

Recently I’ve discovered that my mum is a hoarder (not to be confused with a whore) of all things my brothers and I have ever drawn, written or scribbled on. This has led me to spend the past few hours going through a tiny portion of childhood memories in the form of illegible writing and badly drawn pictures.

I’ve enjoyed myself immensely.

Can I recommend to all parents who don’t do so already, to please keep EVERYTHING your child creates. It will provide hours of fun when said child is at home very much an adult and who should know better than to be sitting on the floor pouring over old drawings and the like.

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I had all the time in the world

This time last week found me in that little place we call the Sahara desert; where many a nights my toes would numb from the freezing cold air and my face became too warm from the dry, hot days. There’s no balance in such terrain, all you have are extremes.

Perhaps that’s what inclined me to go there in the first place.

If I’m honest, the sort of honest you don’t want to admit to, I went into the desert with little understanding of what to expect. I had no idea of what I wanted out of the experience, and even less so of what I wanted to put in.

All I knew was that I needed to do something that was completely different to anything I’ve ever done before. I wanted to be pushed outside of my comfort zone. I wanted to be excited and scared. I wanted to learn but also to share.

I wasn’t disappointed.

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Goodbye 2010

I close my eyes to you, and my ears.
I shy away from you, you are my fears.
You caused me worry, you caused my pain –
I would be happy, to never see you again.

But it’s a new year, and I can pray.
That I can and will, get through each day.
And thinking not, of the year gone by,
I will not miss you, I will not cry.

Goodbye 2010, I won’t miss you. You’ve been a trying year. I’m ready for 2011 and all it may bring.



Tubby and the one legged egg

One of my favourite things to do in the entire world is to drink tea. So naturally, I spend my leisure time sitting in a tea shop by the river. Throughout the month they hold various events which I try and attend as often as I can, money permitting. Although the events are free, the amount of money easily spent buying and trying the different flavours of tea soon adds up, so I don’t go as much as I’d like.

But last night I did go. And as both my housemate and I enjoy drinking tea, she came with me.

I arrived straight from work, quickly dashing into the toilets to change out of my work clothes. I don’t think wearing a top bearing the logo of a worldwide corporation really projects the sort of cool, sophisticated arty type I fail to be.

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I am anything but weak

I’ve been trying to figure out the best way to share with you what I’m about to share; how much detail I should divulge, how much feeling I should put into my words. I’ve decided the best way – the only way, is to be completely honest. And whatever comes out, is supposed to come out. Whatever I say is whatever I mean. And whatever I mean is whatever I feel.

No more, no less.

I touched upon the subject of my personal crisis in my last update. And I now feel the time’s right to elaborate, not because I wish to have all eyes on me, but because this blog has always been my outlet. Just because I usually post humorous things, doesn’t mean I don’t have other feelings. Just because I make light of situations, doesn’t mean things don’t impact me.

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