Driving too early in the morning and she was nearly uncontrollable. Shouting, yelling, seemingly unable to disconnect from her inner-Moroccan bazaar, a chaotic kerfuffle of audio-physical explosiveness.
7.15am and I could feel my blood-pressure steadily rising…steady…steady…breathe deep…fire up a BBC podcast for the teenager and I…Five Live football daily…boring update, boring interviews, all punctuated by the [...]
Archive for September, 2009
TODAY, I DISCOVERED A NEW PERSONAL JESUS…
Posted in Uncategorized on September 23, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
HOWEVER OLD THEY GET, THEY’RE STILL YOUR KIDS…
Posted in Uncategorized on September 18, 2009 | 2 Comments »
I have watched the teenager slowly make his way back from knee surgery over the last 10 months. As easy as it hasn’t been for him, it’s also not been easy for me. Watching the quiet diligence, watching the battle to maintain some semblance of fitness, watching the quiet, determined and stoic plod through physical [...]
BUMFINGER AND THE MARCH TO TOTAL AUTONOMY…
Posted in Uncategorized on September 2, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
The teenager has just started his final year of High School, and having spent the summer with an expanding wombat splodged on his head plus a smattering of fuzz across his face, he arrived upstairs from his lair the night before his first day back with a blonde crop, a clean shave and decent clothes.
“It [...]
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