The Steeplechase

London 1908 - SteeplechaseIn the background, hovering, is the fact that I'm leaving at the end of the month. It's everywhere, it lays dormant until someone mentions an event that's coming up "oh, no, I can't come but G can, I wont be here" and then it's there, smack, right in your face.G and I continue to get busier and busier, which means there's … [Read more...]

Hitting the Jackpot – And Heading to Crazytown

I was rummaging through the bathroom cabinet in the midst of a cleaning frenzy when I found the note. I can't remember the woman's name, but there it was, scribbled in biro with her phone number underneath. A gamut of emotions and thoughts rolled quickly through my mind. Feelings raced in circles like a slot machines apples, lemons and oranges, … [Read more...]

The Missing Piece

I keep feeling like I'm missing something. Like there's a piece of the puzzle that's fallen under the table and I haven't noticed. That one day I'll be wandering past and I'll see that the piece is right there, camouflaged in the berber, and it'll make sense. It will click. Oh, I get it! That's why gay couples can't legally marry. Now I … [Read more...]

False Alarm.

I set off this morning with a list of jobs, we have guests arriving next week and I'm doing a few last minute things, you know, like having the spare room painted! I rang G this morning to tell him I hadn't been able to get to the mall as there'd been a fire. As I drove closer to the building I could see they were diverting traffic and had closed … [Read more...]

Get ya knickers off.

Day three and I remain without a voice. I finally gave in yesterday and went to the clinic. I had a temp of 39, a throat that felt like it was coated in glue and the cough was just starting to gain momentum. The doctor placed her tongue depressor in my mouth, took two steps back, screwed up her nose and then threw the tongue depressor towards the … [Read more...]