I can only recall three occasions when I’ve willingly woken up early:
1. for the birth of my second daughter
2. Glastonbury tickets pre-sale
3. to escape some random’s bed at Uni
Getting up early is reserved for only the most pressing moments in my life.
Continue reading Tumbonas at dawn.
It’s been a while since I last blogged. And naturally, it’s all Alex’s fault.
It was her idea to start watching Game of Thrones from start to finish. And after we watched the first episode, she was a changed person. Gone was the happy, hippy mother who lovingly tucked in her children at night and sent them off gently to sleep with kisses and cuddles. Instead, I would return home from work to a lady with the remote control in her hand, and a demonic look in her eye. A look that said “Get these fuckers to bed and stick the box on, stat”.
Six seasons later, we’re now done with G.O.T and we’re having to find other ways to avoid talking to each other. Hence the blog revival. Continue reading Drive.
Before the move out here, me and Uncle Sam flirted for a while. While I negotiated terms with work, we played footsy under the table. And then the deal was done – I upped and moved. We’ve been heavy petting ever since.
Continue reading Going steady.
July 1 was exactly one year to the day that we arrived in the US.
It’s hard to believe how fast the time’s gone, and how little we’ve achieved. I’m still waiting for an investor to pump millions of dollars into my blog, and my 5 year old doesn’t even own a gun yet.
Mind you, with the UK going bat shit mental since we’ve been away, we feel pretty lucky to be here.
And since we moved, we’ve been building up a collection of random things we’ve learned about America and the Bay Area. Here they are.
Continue reading Happy Caliversary.
Living in California has its perks, but there are a few things happening in the UK right now that I’m missing. Continue reading F.O.M.O.
*Warning: this post may contain nuts (and other genitals).*
Continue reading Live and dangerous.
God only knows what triggers a memory in a 5 year old. But while she was brushing her teeth yesterday, Ava suddenly recalled something that happened 3 months ago. Continue reading See you in another life, brother.