• A Trip to West Midlands Safari Park

    I think it might be a sign of getting older, I’ve had too many heavy weekends, or I’m just becoming a boring bastard, but I now really look forward to weekends where we don’t have anything planned. The thing I forget is, long gone are the days where I can lie in until midday, have breakfast about 1 and play on my Xbox until the early evening without even an ounce of guilt entering my body. As parents we have to be on the ‘go’ 90% of the time and have a bit of a plan to do something. Meg’s a lot better at that than I am, so what…

  • Observations of a commuter

    Commuting seems to be a way of life now, for everyone. If, like me you don’t live in a city and the only local job prospects are a paper round or working at the local charity shop. Chances are you’ll be hitting the road early or catching a train. The town I’ve grown up in and now live in is probably most well known for its castle, but aside from that it’s a Scooby Doo background reel of Indian restaurants, opticians and pubs. Therefore my week days are spent packed in like sardines with the general public on the train hurtling towards civilisation. 2 years of using a train 5…