For reasons beyond my understanding people still seem to be reading my blog posts – even though (for a variety of reasons) I’ve stopped writing
Author: daveywankenobie
Fatigued
I can’t think of another word to describe how I feel. It seems to sum up every aspect of who I appear to be as

2020 – the bowl before the flush
I’ve always been good at finding excuses – and 2020 has provided more reasons than most for me to say ‘I will do X because

Mr Spud we like
In a moment that would only occur in our current climate I froze whilst walking down the road at lunchtime the other day. I was

Witzelsucht and Thabo Mbeki
I really really wish sometimes that my mind didn’t work overtime – because it means I lose a lot of sleep for no good reason.

Post coital parcels
I’ve genuinely missed writing my blog of late – but every time I’ve come close to starting a post I’ve been flooded with the realisation

Still here…
I think it’s fair to say that I (like many others) have not coped with lockdown very well. Although its myriad of restrictions are slowly

Climbing down from the ceiling
In some ways life over the last week has been both stressful and disagreeable – but in others it’s also been just what I needed.

‘Er indoors
This week I’ve made a concerted effort to stick to the guidance outlined by the government – and when I did my (rather large) shop

Roll with it
I’ve never taken much notice of toilet roll other than to consider it’s strength or absorbency – but this week I’ve been considering it in

Not resting heart rate
I’m trying to focus on the positives – because although it’s been at times stressful – today has been very very worthwhile. It didn’t start

Ballet
If there was ever a piece of plastic that held significance it was the one that I held in my hand yesterday. It wasn’t a

Hemp hand cream – a love affair
I felt almost guilty for being on the street today as I walked to work – but as a ‘key worker’ (a phrase that still

Keeping my distance
Shopping during the apocalypse has it’s comic side (if you think about the absurdity of toilet roll hoarding) but it also has a far more

Use the puppy
It’s 2am and my mind is racing. I can’t sleep – and in any normal blog this would be the point where people would probably

Not an island
Sometimes there are events that make you stop and take stock of everything. Such things come without warning, hit you like a brick & leave

Boogie nights and tiger balm
So the weekend has ended – and it’s already Tuesday. Boy oh boy are they moving at light speed again now I’m gainfully employed. If

The road to one million
For a while I toyed with the idea of shutting up shop on my blog – and seriously considered just closing it all down. I’d

Where shall I hang my hat?
I’m really conflicted at the moment and I don’t know which way to step for the best. I can be my own harshest critic and

Four beaner!
A camel’s hind quarters – if I was compared to it – would (even at the height of a sandstorm’s intensity) probably be found to