Fox and Matilda’s Home from Home
These 2 little bundles of energy are called Fox and Matilda! Do you want to hear their story? Fox and Matilda enjoying a wee picnic in our back garden after the intense heat of Houston it must feel such a releif to be exploring outdoors! Well the story starts when Sonny, Lola and myself were […]
Staycations
The reintroduction of the quarantine rule for Spain has reinforced that STAYCAYTIONS are the way forward for UK holiday makers for the foreseeable future. Who needs to go abroad when we are blessed to live on such an island so rich in natural beauty? We have so much to discover right here on our doorstep. […]
Sporting Tales and Highland Adventures
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. I got […]
Load of Bollocks
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. When I was at Boldon Comprehensive school I remember absolutely loving writing. For English I had one of those great inspiring teachers. Miss Collinson, I […]
The Hardest Thing in the World
This is the hardest it’s felt to get started since I started my fledgling blogging career a week ago. I didn’t really know what I wanted to write about when I started this blog on my business website so wrote abut my childhood and went from there, chronologically. I‘ve felt a bit like Forrest Gump […]
(Another) Englishman in Aberdeen
I came up to Aberdeen the week before Christmas in 2001. Purely for work. It was a temporary contract with one weeks notice. Almost 20 years later I still can’t escape the place! It was my first experience of being away from my hometown of South Shields. And I came up up by myself. Off […]
It’s not where you’re from, it’s where you’re At
I’m originally from South Shields, north east England. A special town. It snuggles in a cosy spot right where the River Tyne meets the North Sea. It’s not Newcastle and it’s not Sunderland. And it never will be. We’re not Geordies and we’re not Mackems. We’re Sanddancers. And we’re proud. It’s a spiritual place. It’s […]
A Letter to my Dad x
Dear Dad (Dav), I am writing this letter to tell you how much I love and miss you. I should have wrote this letter a long time ago. Some people say this type of stuff at the funeral. We were so immature and cut up that I don’t think any of us spoke. It’s all […]