Behold…

Still a spring chicken in my thirties. I’m rocking out with my guitar in one hand and a tankard full of ale in the other whilst Dad dancing for my daughters amusement…….OK OK. Reality: I hobble through Master of Puppets main riff. Feel pissed after 2 pints and slow right down (because I’m savouring the taste….yes thats it!) but Dad dancing, I’ve got it down to a tee!
I post at irregular intervals. Maybe once a week, maybe twice. When the feeling takes me really. Writing about the toils and troubles and joys of the life I live. Oh and all the things that piss me off and that I deem to be cool.
I seem to be writing more and more about being Dad these days but that’s cool because I like being Dad….!
So in a nutshell then……
I love my family – I love my music – I love my food – I love love…..And lust – I love the world – I hate the world – I love to laugh……… Oh and I love myself (not a crime is it? Thought not!)

The love of my life and a royal pain in the bum (sometimes)! My partner in crime, chef extrordinaire, annoyingly good at remembering lyrics and one hell of a Mother and (sigh!) I might as well face it…….
The boss.
Hoping they show Eastenders in Heaven and one number away from winning big………

Managing to cause enough a lot of bother at only 3 4 years old……..The finger in my eye and crazy rock n roller in training. Its all about racing cars space rockets car washes baking buns Pricesses and Peppa Pig Gigglebiz Zingzillas Ooglies Octonauts Winx Club. She is learning at a rate that makes you forget that they couldn’t do what they just did and said……Life seems good if your 4 years old. I wish I could remember been 4!
An absolutley adorable little creature thats full of beans…. I just try to keep up…. Full of coffee beans!

The newest arrival to the clan. A real cutie helping daughter number one to keep me and my Queen on our toes. Funny how a baby can turn the rest of the family to jelly but have those closest to her. Us. Pulling our hair out half of the time. Oh but she is our little Angel.

Is our cat. Since the Birth of my daughter he has been demoted and I think after 2 years has started to forgive me. Apart from sliding down in the rankings he is one lazy fucker! Ever need to know how to relax? Watch a cat, friggin’ experts at chilling out!

Goes in the car, goes in the shopping trolley, goes in our bed and pretty much goes where daughter number one goes.
Used to be white. Now he looks more ivory hence the name. He’s been a part of the family since the birth of our first daughter and sometimes even gets a kiss goodnight. Aaww bless.