The Land of Lost Things

I have to say I'm not the luckiest of folk; I'm the wrong side of 40 with bilateral kidney stones, osteoarthritis, a chequered history when it comes to mental health and my Dances with Wolves name is 'Drinks for Comfort',. However…two exceptional things have happened in the past decade; first, I was lucky enough to... Continue Reading →

There’s No ‘i’ in Teams

Okay so it's been a little while and I've got to admit, I'm not in the best of places.  In fact, right now its midday and I'm still in my dressing gown, wondering when the pharmaceuticals are going to kick in.  Below is a little blog I wrote for my work while everyone struggled to... Continue Reading →

Autumn’s breath

Autumn's breath Tapered nails Hearth a work of witches tales Marked by magic Burnt by flame Candles worship unashamed Birds gather Black as coal A crimson smile For all souls

Funny Bones

The one label I’m proud to wear is that of ‘geek’.  It’s a badge I wear with pride cultivated through obsessively watching the likes of Tales From The Crypt, Fringe and the X-Files, and basically doing a Cathy Bates over anything and everything that sparked my imagination. To further evidence my claim I will confess... Continue Reading →

Let’s just imagine that in some parallel universe my devoted catholic virginal bride mother had a bonk with Hugh Jackman (because let’s face it – who wouldn’t?!).  This quantum leap union of souls giving credence to my growing suspicion that I am actually the secret love child of Wolverine.  I can back it up people... Continue Reading →

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