Or so they say ( Read more... )

For about eighteen months now, I realised as I recently scoped over these last few entries, less than fuck-all has happened. I don't really know how to describe that other than genuinely unacceptable. It's not just the poverty, the this, the that, the shambling from one crisis to another and the soaking up of peace in the lulls besides - it's the ( Read more... )

A gradual trudge, an oh so gradual trudge ( Read more... )

How do I tabulate, chronicle or in any way describe a year in which almost nothing has happened?

Health nonsense, money nonsense, stop-start stalling from top to tail, nothing happens, nothing changes, we chew the iron filings and we swallow the glass and we hope for a much-flouted ever-touted best that never seems to come ( Read more... )

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2023 has dawned, and with it, new eras, or so I'm told. The plunder as chronicled in our prior post has run dry, one river at a time, and each new river I intend to chart deems itself dammed no sooner have I set sail ( Read more... )

Been some time once again, hasn't it? Longer and longer, every time. So many changes and yet, such an odd sensation when the time comes to finally sit and commit my thoughts to the page, or screen, or whatever you'd like to call it ( Read more... )

Well now! Here we are. What a jolly.

How to recap? Under duress, one imagines, but we shall do our level best. as we stare out the remainder of the year, mere hours really, one can't help but ponder and remark on what's come to pass.

Obviously, there's lots of ground to cover, so I'll try and break my thoughts down to something approaching sense ( Read more... )

We got the paper. Company finally saw some reason and gave me a rraise, which my tax and pension scheme almost entirely ate, but isn't the gesture the thing? Pretty sure the gesture's the thing.

This creates a little bit more stability, except for all the reasons it doesn't, such as the fact we now own an adorable yet expensive little dog. ( Read more... )

Here's the part where I go on and on about how I didn't mean it to be this long. Nonetheless, there are updates. Good ones!All that claptrap I spun in the last entry about why not the south coast, why not a fresh start... well, Milkshake and I have got our fresh start, but it hasn't involved having to haul our hiney-arses all the way across the ( Read more... )