Personal Stories


Dream-onFrom my early teens I had dreams that involved my falling from a great height. I explained about these dreams to a classmate one day and I was informed that if I ever hit the ground in my dream, I would die in real life. I didn’t have the heart to tell her that I had hit the ground in every single dream since I had started having them. (more…)

The King

Music Appreciation

I think it is pretty obvious that music is important to me seeing as that every post on this blog usually devolves into something music related eventually. I have mentioned in the past that I have minimal musical prowess, not for the lack of try I might add. If you take a look at my Author Profile at the bottom of every post it pretty much states that I wanted to be Elvis from a young age, that may have seemed like a jokey throw away quip, but in truth… well let’s put it this way at any given chance I would swivel my hips for anyone who would watch and I perfected the snarling lip fairly early in life. The lack of a singing voice only held me back until modesty kicked in. (more…)

A Little Off The Top Please, Barber

Doesn’t it just drag your butt when you read something and it sticks with you for so long that you have to respond to it at some point in the vain hope that it will get it out of your system. Well, that is what has happened to me over the past couple of weeks ever since I read this most excellent post by Holley Perry over at ChasingDestino  – Reading that post urged me to comment and if you click this link  it will take you to the comment that I made. Well, that comment has stuck with me ever since and has now forced me to write this. (more…)

13 Years

13 years ago, I was no longer a stranger in a country that I dreamed of visiting for pretty much all of my life, but after that day all I really wanted to do was go home. The dream had been spoiled. Mickey Mouse and Apple Pie was no more and the movie screen was dim and the Cowboys and Indians were riding off into the sunset for the last time. On September 11th 2001 reality had come home and I didn’t want any part of it. (more…)

I Got Chil(is)

If you were to meet me in the street today, you would get a grown version of Billy Bunter, but I enjoy my food. I always have. I rarely turn food away and the times I do it is for a reason:

Hairy Pork Belly Strips
Asparagus (anything)
Anything with Chilli’s


Bye Bye 2013 part 2

In my last post I mentioned that I had been discharged from Mental Health services. This was by and far the biggest thing that had happened to me in absolutely ages. It turned my whole life upside down. I was neither prepared nor unprepared for this to happen. There was no build up to the discharge, it was pretty much just announced one day and happened the next. I have written about this before, and I really don’t want to go into it again, needless to say, I have survived the ordeal and I am still here, so I really can’t complain. (more…)

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