November 2018 – daveywankenobie

Project fear and a PITA

I’ve had a lot of success this week. Since I started swimming again a really short time ago I’ve been going daily and working really

A couple of days ago (on Wednesday) I went to the House of Commons for a Slimming World reception hosted by Baroness Benjamin. I know

It’s been a quiet few days and I’ve (so far) had no further incidents of vertigo since last Monday – which is a blessed relief.

Although at the time it fitted in quite nicely with my healthy eating regime my epic addiction to walking wasn’t something I planned in advance.

It’s been a rocky couple of weeks with one thing or another and if I didn’t know the truth already I’m now firmly of the

I find myself unexpectedly awake in the small hours of the morning and I can’t sleep because I have a variety of thoughts rolling around

I’m not gonna lie. Today I feel physically and emotionally down. I had a lot of plans for this week – some of which I’d

The only predictable thing about life is its unpredictability. I thought I knew the way my post was going to go today. In my head

I have lots of aspirations. I’m not an ambitious person though – at least not from a career perspective. I’ve never wanted power, wealth, money,

I dislike doctors waiting rooms with a passion and in this respect I doubt I’m alone. They’re always full of ill people and there’s nothing

You join me for the epilogue of my adventures in Birmingham. Part three is here part two can be found here and part one is here.

You join me for part three of my adventures in Birmingham. Part two can be found here and part one is here. When the last post

You join me for part two of my adventures in Birmingham. Part one can be found here. After the rehearsals we were all free to

It’s difficult being a boy. Girls have no idea. We have to look nice – like an effortless flamingo, with plumage that’s at it’s best

So. October is once again a distant memory. Hello November. Last month’s legacy has been a mixed one. In one respect I feel like I’ve

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