Poem: Took Off the Lid

I built a dream around you I fucking did Shook up my life Then took off the lid   I made you shine in my mind Each bit of you was brilliance I worshipped you You just saw me as a convenience   I left myself behind I fucking did Shook up my life Then…

The Endship of Friendship

I always try my best to see the good in people. In some cases, there simply is no good, no matter how hard I try and after a long time searching, I give up. There are plenty of people with a lot to love about them that I would rather care about and have in…

This Years Love

Hello First of all – happy 2018, may it be a really great one for you and those you love. So sorry to not be posting very often these days – change of pace of things and all that. I want to ramble on about the good, the bad and the downright mean things I…

Why I Don’t Get On With Springtime

With the advent of spring, brings the rise of hope and expectation – new life, warmer days and bluer skies, scrubbed clean by the winters clouds, snow and rain. We emerge from the winter as animals from burrows – awake and alert for the prospect of better times. That isn’t me. I’ve not always gotten…

A Year Since I Lost Her

It is an odd day today. On the one hand, it is my Dad’s birthday. On the other, it is the first anniversary of when my mother died. She passed at about 12pm on a cold and overcast Thursday afternoon at Whiston Hospital in St Helens. She was just 58 years and one month old….

Happy Belated New Year – An Update

Hello, Just not caught my breath since the beginning of this year. How has 2016 even happened? The years tumble with scary speed from the calendar and I can hardly think for the rush of them. Some years are better than others, of course. I can name the terrible ones: 1988, 1994, 2000, 2003, 2007,…

Poem: Sailing

Single blue night in single self Detail flushed away by the blue-black So I sail over the roof tops In the silence I am free September 2006

When The Hurt Days Come

There are some days that hurt more than others, when I am reminded of the bad things that make up the history of ‘Me’. I don’t know why they do. I suppose it has something to do with triggers – like a bad dream, or a song or a time of year. Last night, I…

6 Months Since

It has just been a few days past it being 6 months since my Mum died. I now have two photos of her on my desk at work. One of her as a child and another of her as a smiling woman, at the brightest of her bloom. Whenever someone stops to look at them,…

Hitchhikers Guide to the Galaxy & Me

Before I went to bed last night, I saw on the news that the voice of the original Trillian from the radio version of The Hitchhikers Guide to the Galaxy had passed away. Susan Sheridan, a superb actress, has sadly died at the age of 68. This is very sad news indeed and my sympathies…