S*T*U*F*F* Reloaded

I’m into day four of looking after Luka on my own, and I have to say its more than a full-time job. All of a sudden, the perspective from which I have never seen life is etched in my soul. The mothers who freak out when their hardworking husbands say “well, all you do is [...]

My son Luka is one year old today. A year, almost to the minute, since he was born on a cold blustery night up in Paddington. When I try and gauge all that has happened in the days from then until now, I just get so lost and confused I don’t know where I am.
Something [...]

Just back from a weekend and a bit more in Bangor, the town where I first snogged a girl, drank a bottle of cider, and jumped naked into the sea. Not all at the same time, I hasten to add, though thinking about it that would have been fun. The main purpose of the visit [...]

I went out to water the plants this-morning. There is a big old rosemary bush at the back of the garden, and as I was watering it, I noticed something red peeping out from the leaves. It was a perfect scarlet rose - just one that had grown about 3 feet of stem to reach [...]