More Tales From Ambleside

Yesterday I penned a narrative pertaining to a trip I took with friends last weekend to the Lake District. It was a summary of the exploits of nine middle aged men and was predominantly fictional/nonsense/absolute bollocks (delete where applicable). The trip was meticulously organised by our self appointed leader Darrin. He undertakes his role with…

A Successful Recipe For The Lad’s Weekend

Take nine middle aged guys, four prescriptions of blood pressure tablets, five bottles of statins, three failing prostates, copious amount of beer, one urine sample in the fridge, two fry up breakfasts and an ambulance on standby. Then mix them all together in a chalet cottage in a picturesque Lake District town for the weekend. Add watching sport, heated political…

Journey To Ambleside

I commenced this monologue on Friday afternoon on a train bound for the Lake District. My ultimate destination was the town of Ambleside for a weekend away with the lads. The grey West Yorkshire skies with its blanket covering of Nimbostratus clouds, had hinted at precipitation all morning. Thankfully, though, they abstained from subjecting me to its watery excesses prior…

Eight Bloody One!

Football…… bloody football! Since 1970, the game I used to love has brought me many lows, much heartache and an unnatural interest in liniment!……… I really need to not take it so personally when I’m struggling to complete the set of the Euro 2016 Panini football stickers! Seriously though, as a Leeds United and England…

The Answer Is Kimberley Walsh

As I’m sat here thinking of a blog topic, I’m accompanied by the sound of Magic radio station blaring out songs from happier times. No not the UK Top 20 when I first heard Sainsburys’ had 25% off wines if you bought six bottles, or the excitement at the introduction to Pot Noodles!…… I’m referring…

Waiting Room Etiquette

Karen underwent a test this morning, as part of her latest tranche of investigations scheduled to identify ongoing issues resultant from her illness. On checking her appointment letter this morning, I became aware that the investigation staff wouldn’t be able to undertake the test if her blood pressure was too high at appointment time. With…

You Say Foraging, I Say Furaging

Yesterday I composed a narrative about my wife’s 50th birthday on Saturday. That blog had the emphasis on what reaching that milestone meant to her as the sufferer of a long term health battle. Today, I wanted to ‘add meat to the bones’ of the events that made her day so special to her. On…

She Made It Through The Rain

“We dreamers have our ways Of facing rainy days And somehow we survive….. “ Those first three lines of lyrics from Barry Manilow’s song ‘I Made It Through The Rain’ sprung to mind yesterday during a discussion with my wife on her 50th Birthday. The words made an unscheduled cranial visit while we discussed the…

A Right Cary On!

Due to her 8:15am hospital appointment for a CT scan, Karen and I were out of the house at 7.30am this morning. She greeted this investigative work with the similar stoicism she’s exhibited during numerous other appointments over the last half decade. Without fail she displays a prodigious positivity whether it be appointments with oncologists,…