The Boy Who Lived
byTo avoid coming across as a total drama queen (or worse, being accused of clickbait) I think it best to head into this post by stating the obvious: I’m writing it so by extension I am still alive
The blog, the whole blog and nothing but the blog.
To avoid coming across as a total drama queen (or worse, being accused of clickbait) I think it best to head into this post by stating the obvious: I’m writing it so by extension I am still alive
It’s simple really.
My head jolted a bit as my eyes shot over to my wife to stare disbelievingly at my wife. I could tell she had no idea what I knew was coming.
Sure enough…
I can’t even remember what she did to deserve this punishment because it was, in terms of albeit criminally short sleep cycles, a week ago. However, using a far more standard definition of time, it happened last night.
I was in the middle of nowhere in the middle of the day when a scream broke out.
I managed to make it out, but not without a little help
Big numbers, it seems to me, scare my wife.
Tracey went away for two nights and left me with a heap of kids & alcohol. There was no way this was not going to end up being a blog post.
We had one of the worst mornings the other day. I know this because the kids noticed something they’ve missed altogether for over a decade…
I thought we knew our son pretty well. I didn’t think it was a two way street…
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You don’t want to know how many bank staff got caught up in this, but the fact one of them is now in a position of watching over the public purse is a little bit hilarious. If by hilarious you mean ‘oh boy’
Eye rolls and poor spelling are really my major contributions to our brood. Everything else is on their mother…
The first thing you’ll need to know before continuing with this little anecdote is we locked down Tracey and kids from all venturing, including attending their schools, back on the 18th of March – before it became fashionable.
“Bruce, Mrs Long just called,” Tracey’s voice came sweetly out of my phone, meaning she wanted something. “Have you seen her dog? It must have got out today and she can’t find it.”