Ever since I can remember I have been a bookworm. Always with a book on the go, never far without a book. I like to crack the spine and turn down the pages to make the book feel read. And after all this reading, particularly after I've completely finished a book, I have the intense urge to go ahead and write a book...

I've just written in my brother's birthday card for his 19th in two weeks-ish, and as always I threw in a bit of banter in there. I called him an asshole and a dickhead but I told him I loved him and I would be there for him and all of that is true. We bicker and he has a go at me...

This has been something I've wanted to address for a little while, but I've been putting it off, unsure how people would react. Today, my blog is tiny, only my friends read it. Maybe you're a stranger who found this little assembly of words in which case hello, do follow. Or this is way in the past and you're revisiting my old posts...

  When you're on the bus or the train or even just walking around going about your business and you catch sight of somebody who may look eccentric or glorious or different. Maybe you recognise them from somewhere else or know their name. But you succumb to the act of "people watching". You look at people and you try to figure out their...

There's a driving range not too far from where we live and my dad and my brother have a set of golf clubs that they share and they do enjoy hitting some balls off a roof. I have tried it before but I just got frustrated that I couldn't hit it hard enough or far enough, so when they planned to go down...

Life at home can change so much for different people. As children grow up their personalities change. As parents get older their interests may differ or they might stop doing a lot of things. This can change the family and how they live. As people get ill, move out or have a change of personality, the way the family works and interacts with...