I am a coward and a pussy. Last night we had a talk about us and we both agreed we’re...
Times they are hard. Not to the point of poverty, but I’m not exactly rolling in it. Last month she...
The same bike that I fell off in October, resulting on a broken wrist and broken elbow, has claimed another victim this week. Terry borrowed my bike on Wednesday, and in a collision with another cyclist, broke his leg in two places. He’s going to have to have surgery tomorrow,...
I’m in one of those strange lulls I get myself into sometimes where I start questioning the logic of maintaining...
I finally finished the 30 day letter challenge in a mad burst of the last five letters on Friday. Not exactly pleased with them, or with the challenge idea. I think that 30 letters is A LOT. Far more than I could fit into my days, and the subjects are...
Dear You… I couldn’t even begin to tell you every thing. Some secrets, some things, they are best left unsaid....
Mother, When I was 19 or so and living in Grimsby devoid of job and bereft of opportunity and prospects, it was you I could turn to and know you would save me. I was lost. I was smoking way too much , mixing with the wrong people. I was...
Dear Lady who rescued us from the rain, We didn’t really need rescuing, and we could not have been much...
Dear Grownups I know, Have we (collective) ever made ‘pinky promises’? What the hell is a pinky promise? No, don’t...
Way back in January I started the 30 Day Letter Challenge. I managed 25 days before I ran out of Steam and quit. I have just 5 more letters to write. I think it’s about time I finished this challenge off. These are the fine I have left to do:...
