Home Is Where The Hard Resides

Twelve months to the day after my last post here I was inspired to write another. Obviously, I didn’t. It’s taken another six months to … get around to it. In a series of fates? Ironies? Fuckeries? … somethings, anyway … Home got harder. The Eldest One, now adultish and…

Home is where the hard is

Home is where the hard is

It’s been a long and draining day. You’ve had to deal with more on your plate than you need, mostly due to the excessive number of morons on your plate. Time, energy, and effort have gone towards activities that amount to little more than stroking egos and reassuring precious souls,…

The Mother of All Fails

The Mother of All Fails

I’ve lost count of the myriad fails I have performed since I became a parent. To be honest, many of them now barely, if ever, enter my mind. I merely go along my merry way, barely flickering an eyelid at the misdemeanours I leave in my wake. It is indeed…