Nail varnish is still on, scuffed, flaking but still on. There is some limited poignancy in that, still clinging to the laughs, the joke...

Who would have thought that by just keeping on, keeping on, the world could be a better place. Earlier today I posted my Day 9 diary of ...

Whoever said this sh#t was easy? These were my thoughts and pains on the eve of day 10. What a difference a year makes. This morning, on ...

26.2 miles. One a day. Every day for ten days. Am I having too much fun? Am I making it sound like it's easy? If you dare to respond i...

Seven down and three to go (I keep telling myself two and a lap of privilege), as it stands 'Three is a magic number.' Coming in to this w...

Remember visiting the fun fair, how exciting it was, throwing weighted darts at giant cards, or trying to Hook-a-Duck, or chucking ping p...

Yesterday ended on a high. Not even drug induced, no excessive consumption of ibuprofen either (read last year's blogs). Not quite down w...

Tentatively, I pen this, partly because I am touching on the memory of an individual who I was never fortunate enough to meet, the only t...

Straw poll, who thinks it is acceptable to have gravy in a butty? Answers on a postcard but donations in support of gravy, much more app...

Day 2 (Samedi, 11th May 2019) and it sure was going to be a beautiful day, yes sir, a beautiful day. Not too hot, not too cold, a very ...

In the name of the father, son... Bathed in sunshine we were last year, even in 2017 when I did the Windermere Marathon the weather was b...

Hate it! Left to my own devices I eat Pot Noodles, fish fingers or bacon butties, chocolate (lots of it and especially Snickers or marat...

After a 12-hour night shift, what you really want to do is get on your bike and cycle 25 miles home, right? What choice do I have? Self ...

When I purchased my house two years ago, I knew that regardless of how well it suited me, I needed to change it. My mortgage company tol...

Push, push, push. Breathe! I remember holding hands with my beloved ex on each of those occasions when one of our children emerged from ...

Analysing the art of the club statement; the management role I had enjoyed for almost three years ceased recently. Why? Well the critic...

Oh, how I've missed this, but like a bear I've been hibernating. Can't say I've had writer's block again (used that excuse before) and b...

Words from a very wise woman who recently said to me ‘ save something for yourself’.  She heard it from her daughter.  So whilst I wear m...

Sad I know but true;  I am currently 48 years old (once I was even paid to play football back in the 1990s) but up until today, I had not...

And you thought it was all over …it is now! A return to normal?  It has taken a whole calendar month for this final blog entry to be writ...