Blackpool Illuminations

Mark Parenting, Uncategorised 6 Comments

For us Northerners, Blackpool illuminations is a rite of passage. It’s a coming of age moment. Right up there with your first Greggs pasty, chip barms and rickets.

I’ll not lie, I had high expectations. So much so I may have bigged it up a little too much.

bispham illuminationsIn my defence, I’d not been for over thirty years, and whether it was selective memory, rose-tinted Timmy Mallet glasses or that sugar rush you only get from a stick of rock, in my head it was to be the sensory show to end all shows.… read the full post.

100 Years Young

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The boys Great Grandma turned 100 this week. 100!

The secret to her longevity? No idea, she doesn’t speak a word of English.

I’m hoping it’s watching Dallas box-sets, reruns of Jamie Oliver and her afternoon naps, in which case I’d better start planning for my extended retirement because that’s not too far removed from my lifestyle now.

I suspect it’s more likely to be her healthy living, hard work, regular exercise and a stubbornness to always do things her own way, and who can blame her when she’s chalked up a century of ‘I told you so’s!’

(Happy Birthday Nanny!)

She’s lived a fascinating life.… read the full post.

Community Partner Award – Pride of Britain

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I didn’t write about the horrific attack on the Manchester Arena at the time. I tried, on numerous occasions, but everything I put down on paper seemed desperately inadequate, blurred further by a myriad of emotions that fluctuated between anger, despair, defiance and sorrow.

This was my city. My streets. My community. It felt personal.

But over the following days and weeks, one emotion proved stronger than all before it.… read the full post.

We Have an Allotment

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We have an allotment.

A sentence that may come as a surprise to those who know me but less so when I explain how it came about.

You see, when it comes to buying presents I often struggle for inspiration. Especially for those special occasions that creep up on you when you least expect them. Like Christmas.

My usual coping mechanism involves deep breaths and Amazon vouchers, but occasionally the mist of panic clears, through which emerges a sign.… read the full post.

Middle-aged Spread

Mark Parenting, Popular, Rants, Uncategorised 6 Comments

Do you remember when this blog used to be about the kids? Nope, me neither.

I should probably just change its name from The Tales of Sonny and Luca to The Miserable Mutterings of a Middle-aged Man and be done with it. Although to be fair, if they want to play a larger part in the blog they could try taking their faces out of a screen once in a while and communicating.… read the full post.