Category: Family

This is Ann. She’s my mum in law. She’s not too well at the moment (again), which is a shame, but she still makes me smile because a) she’s mental and b) no Ann = no Gillian = no awesome family. Get well soon!

It’s another birthday and still not mine. Ellissa turned 18 today so I dug out the oldest photo I could find of her on my phone – from 2010. I can’t believe how much she’s grown, and not just in physical stature. She’s brave, strong, confident, hard-working, generous, caring and selfless. You could not ask for a more wonderful daughter. No wonder today’s photos really made me smile.

That’s my boy… right in the middle of a scrum of grown-ups at my Krav class this afternoon. I couldn’t take part in the game because of my dodgy wrists so he offered to fill in. And bloody hell, did he fill in! 11 on Monday and every bit as vicious as everyone else in the class #ProudDad

Happy birthday to the best baby-momma a man could ask for. We may not be together any more, but Gillian is still one of my closest friends – and always will be. Hey, if someone gives you the three best kids in the world, you’d be mad to fall out with them.

It’s always nice when a Krav Maga seminar rolls around, and this was one of the best I’ve been on. Taking place at an airsoft arena in the arse end of Glasgow (a city with many arse ends, in fairness), it was all about coping with being slammed against walls. Or pinned against walls. Or having a knife to your throat which is keeping you pushed up against a wall. You know… walls.

The final section was a wander through a small set of rooms with some “surprises” round the corners – instructors dressed in necessarily heavy padding. Time to break out the skills we’d been practising! It wasn’t just me, though, it was Ellissa’s first jaunt back to Krav in a while as she’s been focussing on her uni work. She’d not lost her touch though. Proud dad!