Just some random photos from March

No theme, just things that caught my fancy this month…

Another month of cold miserable weather here and a lot of rugby watching freezing my backside off but there is just something about live sport which I love.  I dont care the level, I would always choose a live game over anything on the TV.  I just adore being out in the cold all wrapped up watching other people knock lumps out of one another.


H is for Home

I have lived in a fair few places in my life.

I have lived in a fair few places in my life.  Hull, Secunda, Mossel Bay, Grahamstown, Oudtshoorn, Knysna, Immingham, Barton-Upon-Humber, Sheffield, Sowerby Bridge, Brighouse and Halifax.  Not the one in Nova Scotia.   I think that’s all of them.

My instinct here is to explore the phrase that ‘home is where the heart is’, and looking back all of those places – perhaps with the exception of Hull (Which I left when I was 10) and Halifax (where I live now) – felt rather temporary.   I have very few, though definitely some, memories that I look back upon with fondness, and try as I might I find myself hard pressed to remember the feeling of content I have where I live now.

Perhaps it is the stage in my life that I find myself at, the life I have made for myself and the physical surroundings that all together make my current home something different to everything that has gone before.  It is not a fancy house by any means, only a small terrace in an average part of an average norther town but it is mine.  Or ours, as I share it with my wife and children.  It is the place that we have made our home for the last ten years and where the memories that mean the most to me have been made.

It is where I have watched my boys grow up, each room filled with magical memories of at least one of them covering it in vomit.  It is the place where I have threatened to paint and put up shelves and trust me, I will get round to it I promise.  When we are long gone somebody will pull up the carpets and see the large cock I drew on the wooden floors in the back bedroom.

We renovated it from top to bottom recently, and put everything we had into it to make it the place that we could spend the next decade though there is perhaps still not quite enough room for my comic collection.  Oh, and don’t get me started on the collection of things at the bottom of the stairs up to the kids bedrooms.

It is about more than just the four of us though, it is the place where my wife and I have made new friends and welcomed them into our home and been so very grateful when they have eventually left because we do rather like the peace and quiet too.

When I go out I see so many people that I know from the community, and I feel like I belong here and am part of the community and proudly so.

I love where I live, the house I live in and the people I share it with and who knows, maybe we would have been happy in any of the myriad of places I have lived but to me this one is special.


Next time…I is for i-spy




The place where I write

Where do you do it?

When posting the picture below I was asked whether it is where I write.  God, I wish!  That picture is from a stately home up in the Lake District that we visited earlier this year.  Kings and queens have apparently visited the place, and jolly grand it was but alas no, I have somewhere a little more simple where I do my writing.20171113_21461241649031.jpg

When I sit down to write it is here:


It isn’t actually a desk, so new to this am I that having a desk has never really been something I have considered committing to.  I have a couple of Ikea Billy bookcases pushed together in the back bedroom and I am rather happy with that.  I have my Amazon Alexa to keep me company and she mostly only ever receives instructions to play piano music.   She then plays me the ‘Classical Piano’ channel from Amazon music.  She’s good like that.

I also have a few pencils and highlighters, a notebook or three and a few other odds and ends but nothing that distracts me.  I think there’s a bottle of Kraken Rum in there too somewhere which is my most favourite of the rum family.

There are a few books tucked away including the entire Mission Earth set by L Ron Hubbard.  I dont fall for any of his Scientology bollocks but that series of books just amazed me when I read it 30 odd years ago.  So much so that they are the copies I read back then when I lived in South Africa.  The actual copies.

I do my writing on a Microsoft Surface pro.  It’s a true joy to work on and one of the rather fast i7 ones so never ever am I prone to waiting for anything to load, which is something that makes me rather sweary and want to punch kittens in the face.

Anyway, I didn’t plan to write that much but there you go.  The place where I write.

Where do you write?