You know that feeling, don’t you. We all do. That feeling where everything is generally turning to poo; when you’re depressed; when you’re disabled; when you’re injured… even when you just generally feel like utter crap.
This year, the inhabitants of Tribble Towers did something we’d never done before: we went online and booked a holiday abroad, just the two of us. I’d been wanting to return to Sweden since our weekend on Ingarö last December, and so we decided to stay in the Slussen area of Stockholm.
You may have noticed that I was quiet in 2016. I really just wasn’t feeling my muse, and I only write when I have something cohesive to say. Besides, I wanted to see how the year would end, after the dark days of benefit deprivation, celebrity deaths, Brexit and Trump. I can safely say that … More 2016: The Year That Was (Or, Why Sweden Is Wonderful)
[Image: Central Park, Chelmsford, courtesy of Google] If there’s one thing I really don’t like about summer (aside from the Hot; I do terribly in Hot and like autumn and winter the best) it’s when all the young, pretty ladies break out the kind of adorable sundresses and accessories that a rotund, middle-aged trout (me) … More Summer As A Spoonie
My beloved Grandmother always used to say that everything comes to he who waits; it was her favourite adage, along with “Good things always eventually happen for good people”. Yesterday that all came very true for us. Out of the blue, the Man-Tribble received an email inviting him for a job interview. So he duly … More In Which Good Things Happen To Those Who Wait
Since the most wonderful Iain Duncan Smith has decided that I’m not allowed to have a disability or any dignity and has slashed my disability benefits, I am searching for ways to monetise my skillset – which isn’t easy in the writing world, as you are most likely aware. Therefore, I’m starting out by offering … More Attention Aspiring Writers!
Perhaps you’ve followed me from my previous blog, in which case you need no introduction. But perhaps you’ve stumbled across me whilst searching for Star Trek, or Doctor Who, or some other science fiction search thingy. I do tend to pop up in the strangest of places. Not in your living room though. Unless you … More Continued Ramblings Of A Stay-At-Home Nerd