The Coffee Table, The Ex and The Voice of Doom

March 20, 2018 ~ the britchy one ~ 14 Comments

My youngest son, Thmellyarthe, was a very precocious reader. He was able to read first reading books at the age of three. I used to play with him as we’d be walking around the supermarket asking him to tell me when we were in aisle three,count tins of beans, find me the orange packet of … Continue reading The Coffee Table, The Ex and The Voice of Doom

On Condoms, Car Parks and Paint Cans..

March 7, 2018 ~ the britchy one ~ 18 Comments

Do you ever have one of those "you couldn't make this shit up" days? I'd parked in a multi-storey car park to “just go to Sprint” and actually managed to leave the mall a mere four hours later after a run on the stock exchange. You know? Where I trade my cash for valuable stock.. … Continue reading On Condoms, Car Parks and Paint Cans..