How bloody good is it to be a dad?

How bloody good is it to be a dad?

Father’s Day, Facebook nominations, PTSD, black dogs, suicide and children.  All these things have come together in my mind today to cause me to sit down and write.  For what reason?  I really don’t know.  I think it’s my little effort at raising awareness of a few things without having to concede to involving myself … Continue reading

‘Bite the Bullet’ I say

‘Bite the Bullet’ I say

It’s our third day in the Kingdom of Siam.  Until today, I had thought I’d already set the record for marathon time in the Phuket dental chair.  My two root canals of yesterday (second day in Siam) had surpassed my gum surgery of Monday evening (first day in Thailand) which had very quickly surpassed my … Continue reading

Flat out confidence

Flat out confidence

I was reminded yesterday that a couple of flat races can be a little deceptive in their effect on your confidence.  A return to the northern hills with a bunch of really fit blokes soon brings a big-fella back to reality, especially when you throw a couple of very solid and stubborn trees into the … Continue reading