Jogging on

Jogging on

I always used to think…   That my age really didn’t really matter to me. And why the hell should it? Jogging, that’s why!   After all, I still feel like a thirteen year old (and probably act like one too). In fact I have often said that I could face any...
Disaster

Disaster

Yesterday (2008)… All my troubles seemed so far away…   I was completely out of it. The body beautiful had finally given up on me. And I was in hospital undergoing an operation. Where due diligence required that I was to be put to sleep.   Almost eighteen months prior...
A Brief History of Time… Part 1

A Brief History of Time… Part 1

As I had previously mentioned in the last of my about me posts, Going Solo…    I walked straight from school into a four-year plumbing & heating apprenticeship. Merrily picking up all of the skills I would need to take me down a road of house renovations and...
Going Solo

Going Solo

Whoever it was that said that men couldn’t multi-task had obviously not known me in my youth.   At just the tender age of sixteen, I was taking my O’levels at school (who remembers those?). And working around twenty hours a week at my father’s 15 table, snooker hall...
A Star Is Born

A Star Is Born

The day was ordinarily dull and grey, but into the grim world there came a new shining light…   Yes it was my bald head. I was born at 2.36 in the morning on Tuesday the 11th of December 1962. When, kicking and screaming, I first appeared onto the world’s stage....

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