Following on from my last personal kinda blog, in early 2014 I went to see Sunderland at Wembley. The 5th time since my first visit for the 1985 Milk Cup Final when I was 11 years old and they broke my heart. This time Man City were the opponents in the league cup final. IContinue reading “Sporting Tales and Highland Adventures”
Just after the new year of 2016 I bought this Victorian townhouse maisonette in my old hometown of South Shields.
I also wasn’t really sure what I was going to do with the place so I decided to live in it for a while first.
I didn’t want to hurry into any rash decisions which I would regret later.
I’m sitting on our decking writing this on my laptop.
The sun is blaring down and life feels good.
I normally feel terrible when my time with Sonny and Lola is coming to an end (tomorrow they go back to their mams after 2 weeks with me) but don’t this time for some reason.
We’ve had a lovely little staycation holiday.
My Granda’ was called Joe.
And Joe was a bricklayer.
From a hard working class area.
And he was a hard working man.
Loved by all of his family.
So here we are at the end of our summer holiday! The last morning before we drive back up home.
And its been a funny one to say the least.
In the week or 2 leading up to it we didn’t even know if we would be allowed to come!
When we got to Legoland we discovered that it was CLOSED!
The kids were devastated.
I tried to soften their disappointment by suggesting a cheeky look in the hotel.
The hotel was SUPERB.
“Some serious dad brownie points are on the table here,” I thought.
My 40th was coming up.
I felt that I needed a bit of a blow out.
So organised a bar crawl around the harbour area of Aberdeen on Saturday night.
But before Saturday came I had a wee adventure to tackle…
I decided that the rest of 2013 would consist of getting as much fun packed into my time off work as possible.
Kicking off with our first proper trip away in the camper.
There was no set plan, just to head west or north from Aberdeen, wild camp as much as possible and wing it!
I’ve always fancied writing a blog.
Well for a good few years anyway.
And since then an old friend asked “Why are you writing the blog?”
Well I’ll tell you.
I missed the kids.
When you live a mile apart and want to see them but you can’t, it is pretty hard to bear.
I wanted to have them half of the time but this was not permitted.