No It Was Me
No it was me, not you, no way, That stopped the BBQ that day, Just said what no one could see, Yep point the finger, it was me. Great day for it, eh? Still daylight? Got the pecking order all right? Who cooks, who stands by, Who gets drinks, me i looked at the sky!…
Horse and Carriage or Unfinished Symphony
I had to laugh (out loud on the train)! For My Dad, Kevin Whalan’s latest blog,opens with the same words as the following speech, written and delivered in 2001, while I was going through… “Love and marriage go together like a horse and carriage “ Well, you don’t see that any more do you?
Vulnerability is the Endless Way Back
Twitter is like someone sitting next to you while you write. And as soon as you look up, she winks at you. Then you go back to writing again. Until you stop and she winks at you again. Until you put down the pen or stylus and return the look. For you realise that she…
Sex and Vacuuming : A Game of Mutual Selfishness
Kathy Lette’s If Your Wife Doesn’t Want Sex Then Try Doing the Vacuumming article echoes the Annabel Crabb‘s The Wife Drought re having it all and needing a wife. Like the old expression, “Love and marriage go together like a horse and carriage“, there isn’t much of that anymore. Yes, unfortunately, I’ve heard this all before. In the throes…