Category: journal
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Nah, I’m Good…
Occasionally I get asked out, no really I do. Sometimes I even go, have a coffee, and a chat but not too often because I know how busy I am at the moment so it’s not really something that seems fair to the other person. The other problem is that I am not just comfortable…
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Ranking My Top 5 Regrets…
Wouldn’t that be a depressing way to spend your birthday? What I did instead was have a bit of lie in until the cat decided his breakfast was late. Then I had breakfast at the village markets with my ex-wife who gave me a lift out to collect my car from the farm and she…
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Like a Bird on a Wire…
Working at the farm is frosty hands and muddy boots and very solitary this month. Which is understandable because if I had a choice I wouldn’t move from the couch till spring. Maybe next winter that will be an option for me. I am in clearing paths mode this month, mainly clearing a path through…
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Boxing Day…
It was an infrastructure day at the farm. The area that was being cleared for water tanks suffered from an attack of me having a Plan B moment. So instead of the impractical placement of tanks I decided this empty space was a better place for storage. Shipping container storage to be precise. Financially it…
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Time takes a cigarette…
I was really making some progress three years ago. I was just out of short and poorly thought out relationship, I was on a serious organization kick, and I was on a self managed therapy program. Two years ago I was still grieving the loss of my father, desperately trying to come to terms with…
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It Seems Longer…
In a week from now it will be one year since I started working in earnest on the farm. Before that it was mostly just rearranging rusty deckchairs on a tree covered titanic. It meant that maybe a I was getting a day of work done, which was mostly making sure the weeds didn’t get…
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Interesting Times…
Damn it’s easy to let things slip away, especially if you’re living in interesting times. Due to mix of personal and worldwide issues over the last few years I seem to have let doing stuff slide, or at least doing stuff I enjoyed slide. That whole divorce, raising kids with ‘requirements’, covid lockdowns, sudden death…
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What? Another one!
I’m far less HUMBUG about New years than I am about Christmas. Don’t get me wrong I still won’t be going out or celebrating it in anyway, but I like the idea of a year having a full stop. I couldn’t tell you where 2024 ranks in my personal good or bad list because it’s…
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Here Comes Another One…
It’s good news weekSomeone’s dropped a bomb somewhereContaminating atmosphereAnd blackening the sky And it’s not great for my mental health. 2025 has moved from being just around the corner to at the damn door, and an old mans thoughts turn to what to do with the ever dwindling years he has left. I am not…
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The Thin Black and White Duke…
About 6 weeks ago a cat followed my eldest home from Taco Bell. A strange choice for a cat to make as my eldest is nervous around animals and taco bell is not a great option for cats, or for people to be honest. For the next few days the cat stuck around the backyard,…
Fat Bunny 