About ten minutes ago, I typed the final few words of my book for SANDS onto Microsoft Word (which just so happened to be Stevie Wonder lyrics) and sat back […]
I bet when you were drunkenly dancing to Christmas songs you looked like this. At least you thought you did.
Aah, the instruction manual. The bane of my life. Real Men don’t need them, of course. Real Men can look at a cot, or a toy, or a wardrobe, and […]
It’s one of the strangest feelings you get as a parent, I find. It’s love, of course, but it is love which lingers under a strange surface, like a pond […]
Hate is a strong word, as the Plain White T’s once sang, and I wouldn’t say that I hate the Daily Mail. In fact, it’s an odd relationship that I […]