Sixteen thousand steps. That's what the Apple Health app tells me, on the shiny new iPhone that's been in my pocket all day long. Nearly thirteen kilometres. That's about the size of a day out and about with my younger children. And you wonder why I'm not overweight, given that I typically sit at a… Continue reading Sixteen Thousand Steps
I finished work at 5:30pm this evening, and cycled home through quiet roads towards home. The majority of the people that would normally be passive aggressively driving their cars home from work were nowhere to be seen - no doubt they are either sitting on beaches in sunnier climes, posting their toxic highlight reels to… Continue reading Two Weeks Off
I'm not entirely sure why I missed a day on the blog yesterday. I suppose life happened. I'll go with that. While I was at work, and the children were at a holiday club, my other half took a vast collection of old video games to the trade-in store, and gave them a very busy… Continue reading Forty Thousand Winks
Do you ever have days when you wonder what you did - where the day went? I know I spent quite some time signing my younger daughters up for XBox Live accounts - and then trying to make head or tail of some sort of team building thing in FIFA 17 for them. I think… Continue reading The Day Vanishes
Wednesday evening finds me sitting at a desk in the study, listening to Spotify, and wondering how much of today's thoughts to empty into the keyboard. I'm accompanied by a can that was filled with cider until a few minutes ago, and a teddy bear propped on the corner of the desk, gazing into the room with the same silly grin he's always had.
The day began with the clock radio bursting into life, and filling the room with utter dross. I squinted my eyes open and watched the seconds and minutes pass on the bedside clock, wondering how long I might lay there before somebody might consider there was something wrong with me. Minutes? Hours? I'm guessing we'll never find out, because the curious instinct to "not waste the weekend" kicked in, and carried me downstairs for a shower.
Several years ago - before children, when time was a thing to be toyed with and spent frivolously, I would write long, rambling blog posts about life, the universe, and everything inbetween. I would empty my head through the keyboard as easily as turning on a tap - churning out 750 words with relative ease. Granted, I wrote 750 words in order to post to the website "750words", but that's besides the point.