If you find yourself clutching onto a hot water bottle as if it were a life-saving hand at the top of a cliff which had your death sealed on it. Then you must only be in Northern Ireland in the height of its scorching summer at 14 degrees Celsius (on a good day). YesContinue reading “When Will The Summer Arrive?! :(“
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I’m Motivated At Being Unmotivated
I’ve become really unmotivated lately. I find sticking to schedules more painful than the thought of chewing shards of bottlegreen glass as if they were cornershop penny chews. Working remotely at my 9 to 5 is doable, but it’s the goals I have outside of this (as we all have) which I feel completelyContinue reading “I’m Motivated At Being Unmotivated”
Poem – ‘A’ Is For Attraction
Enveloped in an aura of eternal amor. Any armour I adorned, Has been undone, it has been torn. Most magnetic is the mystery. My mind is mute from misery, As my heart mends from the lover before. ‘A’ is for attraction, The feeling of acceptance, Of an emotion more alien and more raw.Continue reading “Poem – ‘A’ Is For Attraction”
The Great Indoors
As you down your vitamin D tablets like the sun-loving junkie that you are, perhaps with the other hand you could do something a little bit more pleasurable (not like that), during these unprecedented times we find ourselves in. Below, from the fluffy fun depths of my mind, I share with you just some ofContinue reading “The Great Indoors”
Too Narrow-visioned
For some of us, life revolves around a career, for others it’s family. But should life really have a sole focus? Is it wrong to lead an existence where we strive for one thing and neglect another? Benefit in one area of our life to the detriment of another? Need we only look at theContinue reading “Too Narrow-visioned”
The Gym – Satan’s Second Home
Not much of the athletic type, the only way you’ll get me running is in the opposite direction from you if you start going into a long-winded spiel about the weather or how you’re deeply madly in love with your cousin twice removed for that matter. With that being said, I think my wispy bodyContinue reading “The Gym – Satan’s Second Home”
The Wacky Walking Race
Have you ever had a silent race on a footpath with a stranger? Where you both take it turns to overtake one another. Steadily and surely picking up the pace in a desperate attempt to outmaneuver your opponent. I’ve had this too, but what I haven’t had is an argument with an old lady whoContinue reading “The Wacky Walking Race”
Happy New Year To You, Not I
I hope you’re having a pleasant start to the new year, if not then I hope revelling in my misfortunes will have you grinning from ear to ear like a Cheshire cat. Having just about set foot inside my grotty London flat on the 1st Jan after a rather heart-palpitation inducing flight from NorthernContinue reading “Happy New Year To You, Not I”
Amazon’s Worst Christmas Gifts Ever
Well, there we have it, Christmas is over for yet another year. No one wanted the tangerine in the stocking, but I think we’d take it over these gift mis-haps, don’t you? 1. A Box Of ‘Nothing’ Quite literally a box of absolutely nothing. Why why why would you buy this? Customer Review 4.1 outContinue reading “Amazon’s Worst Christmas Gifts Ever”
My Mystery Dining Experience
Sherlock Holmes eat your heart out for I think you’ll find that I’m the true detective when it comes too all things ‘mysterious’. Well, atleast when it comes to secret dining that is. Having recently signed up to a mystery dining program in the last couple of months, I’ve had the pleasure of casting myContinue reading “My Mystery Dining Experience”
Poem: Winter
Cheeks flushed crimson, Embers crackle, As the smoke billows beyond the seams of the Oak smoked door. A faint glow from within the forest, The little cottage. Offering temporary relief, From a permanent frost. Brave the wind, the rain and the snow. A feat too difficult for now. Yet a necessity forContinue reading “Poem: Winter”
Poem: La Familia
La Familia, Blood’s thicker than water. A ‘V’ for Vendetta, If any were to ‘runneth’ over. Sibling feuding subsides, Eyes are dried as, The belly of the beast rolls over in submission. Fist fights in a blink of an eye become, Nothing more than a memory of augmented vision. La Famila, The Family,Continue reading “Poem: La Familia”
The Neon Squid 