Welsh town of Pontypandy decreases its annual safety spend by 678% After years of huge insurance premiums and counting the cost of ’emergency services call out charges’ the people of the small welsh village of Pontypandy decided they’d had enough…. Continue Reading →
#100questionstag Did you ever watch ‘The Ring’? You know the one; watch a specific VHS tape and soon you’ll die, a scary girl down a well (who really needs a clip to keep the hair out of her eyes), can… Continue Reading →
Does your partner watch TV Singing contests? Ever notice that some contestants make up for their comparative lack of talent with a recently deceased relative story? Or the ‘Ex Factor’ (as I’ve recently decided it’s called). Below is an example… Continue Reading →
The world sleeps with one eye open tonight, gripped by fear. The fear that once again an unknown individual or individuals will enter homes across the globe as you sleep. We send our roving reporter, Holly Bow out and about to ask what you thought…
“It’s like they see you when you are sleeping and know when your awake”, commented Terry Fied.
What parents want A ‘real’ gift guide: Sleep (Imagine if I had an affiliate link for this!!). A child-free hangover (Actually, no hangover at all, just the night out without the feeling of dehydrated death that follows). try adding kids to… Continue Reading →
Daddy Poppins would officially like to apologise to, first and fore mostly; Beck, Society in general, anyone involved in any kind of video production, musicians as a whole, people who’s images he may have borrowed, and last but by no means least…. you
So I was just sitting there minding my own business, observing the Friday night ritual known as ‘wine o’clock’ between the Bear and an (as yet unnamed) neighbour. Then…. they got round to the subject of my blog.
Bear: I usually don’t know what he’s put up until one of the girls in my office tells me. Then I have to go and check what he’s said this week.
(quick glance in my direction)
Bear: One of the girls said they loved the blog but…..’He makes ya out to be some wagon?’
Daddy: Makes ya out?…..ha!
(not sure if I thought that or said it out loud, shit they’re looking over, time to slink back into ‘observation mode’… like a tortoise retreating into the sanctuary of his shell)
Bear: Sure look at him, sitting there on his phone probably taking notes. Ya can’t say nothing anymore.
(I splutter out an involuntary chuckle, as that’s exactly what I’m doing)
Bear: This better not go in your blog!!
Daddy: Hahahaha, I promise
Is it…. the cleaning, the school runs, the rushing from place to place, making dinners, the bedtimes, the constant Balamory and Mickey Mouse Clubhouse on TV, talking about Minecraft or the lack of adult interaction? No….in my opinion it’s baby food.
You see, I’m a picky enough eater, I like my food the way I like it (everyone else is wrong). I have plenty of what I’d call ‘quirky rules’ when eating;