Right. I get this is a crap photo and a different kinda post for me, BUT I have to get some shit off my chest! A few weeks ago, my dad, not to subtly implied I was overweight/obese (The Prick), this small comment has sat so heavy on my heart (and gut) and has made me second guess myself since.…
Post Exercise Pain
Its 7.30am. That’s a great time to wake up isn’t it, quite respectable. But I have been awake since 4am, again which is bearable if you are going on holiday which I clearly am not. That sweet-faced boy I forgave yesterday for being a Turd at times – well he decided at 3am that my bed was the place for him, he came into…
We’re gonna talk time. Not normal time or ‘1 mins Turkish mate’ oh no. A whole new level of time that my son does. I am quite sure he does this to wind me up, to the point of mouth foaming and hair pulling. Kids, if you want to near on kill your parents and ensure they have to triple…
So. So. So. So. The short version of this story goes as follows… As you all probably know I’ve been in a bad way with my neck recently and trying to carry on through all the pain just got too much. I tried every prescription drug going from morphine to tramadol and nothing touched the pain. (We all remember the…
Alfie has been pushing our parenting buttons of late with his new found enthusiasm for shouting swear words. We have quite an open policy with questions when it comes to the kids and encourage them to have the confidence to ask us anything they want to on all subjects.Alfie takes full advantage of this possibly being the youngest, possibly being…
Its day 3 of the summer holidays. Let’s just roll that on our tounges for a moment – day twatting 3 and the turd kids have actually broken me. This has to be a new world record set by any children who rage war against a parent in the summer holidays. It’s day fucking 3!!!! AND to rub salt in…
This amazing and rare situation occurred today that I felt compelled to share it with you. I just want to clarify I’m not a gloater, not one to rub noses in steaming piles of poo…. however So on Fridays the system me and Mr Moz have going on, is that his tribe come and sleep out my house, and on Saturdays…
I am starting to think that China may be on to something with their one-child policy. As you know, our Millie is away on her school trip so that just leaves me and the boy at home. It’s quite a strange feeling when one of the 3 Musketeers abandons ship – it leaves a strange sense of calm with a hint of…