An NT’s life with an ‘Aspie’ wife.

I am Neurotypical.  My wife has Asperger’s.  For those of you who aren’t aware (though I’m assuming if you’ve found this post then, yes, you are) Asperger’s is an Autistic Spectrum Disorder (or… Continue reading

“Computer games console me…” My personal history with computer games

  When I was younger I never used jumpers for goal posts, unless of course they were virtual.  I never spent much time on a football pitch unless it was in the latest… Continue reading

Memories of 9/11

  Some years back, there coin box ‘public’ telephones installed in all London Fire Stations. These were referred to as the ‘phone under the stairs’.  This was because most of the telephones could… Continue reading

The power of cakes!*

When I was deciding what topic to discuss in this particular blog, I seem to remember feeling awkward about something and wanted to apologise for it but I can’t for the life of… Continue reading

The successful career as a cartoonist I never had.

Ever since I can remember I have doodled…and when I was too young to doodle I scribbled and even before that, I dribbled (actually that last one probably isn’t relevant…sorry).  This habit continued… Continue reading

The Curse of Demon Sha’r

  I am not religious.  I do not have anything against religion but, though I joke about most things in life (including religion), I wouldn’t want to offend someone who believed in a… Continue reading

The book: Why my first children’s book was about homelessness.

  In 2014 I wrote my first Children’s book.  It was called ‘Homeless’ and, somewhat unsurprisingly, covered that very subject.  I have never been homeless, certainly not for any length of time between house moves… Continue reading

How I still feel bad about the time I once killed an innocent man but why it felt so right to do it at the time.

  It was not until I recently began writing a blog that I took time out to reflect on subjects and events from my life that I may wish to include.  It was… Continue reading

An irrational fear of gay spiders!

My Father, who sadly passed away a few years ago, was a Geordie. He raised six of us, mainly on his own, and, though he wasn’t a perfect Father, for me he was… Continue reading

Sometimes defeating ‘The Man’ just takes some patience and a tin of shoe polish.

  Some years ago, when I was still a Firefighter, I had a Governor (Line manager) who showed little tolerance for our station cleaner. In this particular blog this Governor will be playing… Continue reading