So, it is Friday night, which after 41 years, I am now realising is not the Holy Grail of the week, however I am sat in my usual organised chaos wrapping up some orders whilst some shit is on the box in the corner & I am feeling content. Content is the bitch I have… Continue reading Past F*ck Ups
Dreams sound so lovely don’t they? Even the word ‘dream’ sounds, well, dreamy. We use it to describe all things, dreamy; that chocolate pudding, an ideilyc location, Troy at the local Asda. You get the picture. Dreams are warped little shits in all honesty. Never in my life have I had a ‘lovely dream’. They… Continue reading Dreams
So, my blog. Basically the purpose of this blog is to embrace the things that we can’t always change. To say – ‘You know what, fuck it’. This is probably my most muttered phrase of all time & yes, at least once I day I say it & at 41, I am totally cool with it. So… Continue reading Welcome!