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Today was Niamh’s third birthday. She’s the youngest of our three kids and the only one I’ve been around since day one (well, day minus 275 approximately if we’re going to split hairs) so the only one I’ve seen grow up from that squidgy, rather disgusting beginning […]
I just have to say a quick “thank you” to the beautiful Leah for the dinky birthday present she sent me last week. Blue, starry fairy lights. USB-powered blue, starry fairy lights. Seasonal and geeky!
I wish I had a camera. Not just to show you what they’re like dangling around my monitor, but to […]
I would like to introduce a new word into the English language (assuming I’ve not already been beaten to it):
Alcopoop (noun) – the thick, turgid yet also somehow sloppy and always sweet-smelling shit that you have to force out of an arsehole that seems too small the morning after an excessive intake […]
Fuck’s sake. Thirty-fucking-five.
At least I can legally fuck someone half my age. Which isn’t really what one should be crowing about on a birthday, but other than that there’s not a lot else to gain.
I reserve the right to say “fuck” a lot on this post as I’m older than you. […]
Framed NUFC crest cross-stitch
As promised, here’s a pic of the present Sharon made me for my birthday. I’m sure most of those who know me know I don’t like a fuss made (I’m like Scrooge, only I do it for all celebrations. I’m a miserable fucker at heart) but how the hell could […]