So we moved into the boat this weekend, got the taps working, got the engine started, had a few dramas but fixed them right up with, mostly, lots of laughs. We got a local duck to take a picture of us for you. The fridge is not yet in working order, so – being the…

So I left work.. drank lots of lager, gave lots of hugs.. (got lots of hugs).. Things were good! Saturday morning I won a tenner on a scratch card.. JOY!! 🙂 We went to Cardiff to celebrate Mum’s birthday with everyone. Mum had spent the past few weeks sewing us some brand new curtains for…

I have done with the day job! It ended on Friday, albeit with a pretty emotional goodbye to a great group of people. (We will keep in touch. I will make sure of it.) No longer being employed.. I think it has started to sink in.. I realised I do not have to work out…

We are all different because we are all a culmination of different pasts – we are a product of what we have been through.  That is all.

Time to move out and move on and see what happens.. This is the longest I have lived in a house that wasn’t my Mums. Three years (pretty much) at Manor Rd. Four weeks now to minimalise the amount of ‘stuff’ I have. Turns out I don’t actually have that much stuff. I have alot of crap,…

I wake up with these thoughts of a place that feels like home           I can’t ever find it in my waking life I don’t know what it looks like, or Sounds like or smells like I just know it feels more familiar than anything else. I’ve been there, and.. one day I will go…

Since the return to office clothes and daytimes spent copying data from paper to PC – I’ve had less time to finish new material. Have instead been listening and reading and thinking (far too much) I sent my covers to Portishead and Micah P Hinson. I haven’t heard back yet, but.. I’m pretty flexible if…

The songs are there. I need to keep the.. TiMe.. Free.. The Light. Noise. There’s a Place.. ‘Brother.. I have died for you.. In my sleep. Brother.. all this time you knew; lives don’t keep’ Pure. Jessica’s Song. Broken Toy. Hell Yeah, it shows. ‘Silence is making me sad – I think you should warn…

June Third – A Monday where the word ‘Monday’ doesn’t make my soul cry. Week off work – time spent with people who smile.. Sometimes this is all it takes to make you love life. Taught guitar (ish) to Adam’s niece. Hung out with my own niece, Jess – must upload her song soon. She…