I am a little upset, I forgot earlier to say goodbye to Zoey properly, I mean, do the reminding her that I was not going to be here tomorrow when she comes home thing and I am worried she may be upset Maybe I shall call her in the morning.

If I am honest, I am also going to miss the kids terribly. We have got really close this past year since I have been totally on my own and not having them around is just going to feel so empty, I love them so much.

There are all sorts of stupid things going through my mind right now … I shall miss being able to do stuff on my PC … watch an episode of Voyager when I want to, go online, just chat to mates on MSN. That is part of my routine now but, well, the new routine of relaxing, eating and drinking crap beer won’t be so terrible either.

Right now I am sampling the delights of 103 … this I am doing safe in the knowledge that I am about to go get myself in proximity to a new supply … yay!

Just checked my hair … oh boy, I suspect that Martyn and I may be assisting each other in our respective hairstyles! The back seems to sort itself out but the front has a mind of its own, I swear it does!

It’s a shame the weather changed here, it would have been nice to be wearing the same outfit when I left Gatwick as I’d be wearing in GC … I may just dress for GC and look stupid for 5 hours before the flight, just to save hand luggage space as that is already heavy with electricals!

Ooer, I am going to GC … that’s the first time that thinking that has felt real. Up until now it has been something that was weeks to go, months even and yet, here it is.

Oh dear, another thought, Martyn gets to see the new car for the first time. It’s a nice car, I am very pleased with it but it is also up there with Martyn’s car, he may get jealous. I so hope not because sometimes it is just nice to share the good things in life. I like his car, I hope he likes mine and it don’t get any more complex than that.

Poor Steve got attacked earlier, some may know him as ‘squirrell’ from Kagoul. What a shit thing to happen and I feel he is already really low right now, poor guy. If I’d had more time I’d have driven over to make sure he was OK but under the circumstances, a phone call was the best I could manage.

Anyone reading this that knows my home telephone number … I’d appreciate a call home now and then just so the kids know they have guys thinking about them as well as me.

Bloody hell, 103 is amazing stuff! What a bugger GC is not a main member of the EU and I can’t bring a case load home! You know what this means? More trips to Spain, that’s what it means … I wonder what is so wonderful about Barcelona?

I am gutted I can’t do Florida later in the year but I had to put the kids first, get them new gear, see that the house was in order. I think I may have had to let go of my last chance to go there for a great many years, the kids, of course, will never appreciate the sacrifice and neither should they, it is written into my being a dad contract that shit will happen and I wouldn’t change a bloody thing ….

Hopefully, upon my return there will be part 2 of my story ‘Be careful what you wish for’. That really depends on how much free time I get and how much sex is avilable. If there is no sex then the free time increased quite a lot but then, my relaxations levels don’t get low enough to enable me to write … I just need to be so totally relaxed to be able to write well … we shall see.

Now, be off with you, live long and prosper, go forth and multiply … eat already, respect your mother.

Nick, great news about the loan, remember what it is for, look forward to visiting your new home … remember, there is a huge difference between renting a room and sharing a house. One means everything you own has to be in one room, the other means you can put yourself about a bit … no change there then 🙂

TTFN … I really do love all my friends, you guys are my family nearly as much as my kids are

xx

I am a little upset, I forgot earlier to say goodbye to Zoey properly, I mean, do the reminding her that I was not going to be here tomorrow when she comes home thing and I am worried she may be upset Maybe I shall call her in the morning.

If I am honest, I am also going to miss the kids terribly. We have got really close this past year since I have been totally on my own and not having them around is just going to feel so empty, I love them so much.

There are all sorts of stupid things going through my mind right now … I shall miss being able to do stuff on my PC … watch an episode of Voyager when I want to, go online, just chat to mates on MSN. That is part of my routine now but, well, the new routine of relaxing, eating and drinking crap beer won’t be so terrible either.

Right now I am sampling the delights of 103 … this I am doing safe in the knowledge that I am about to go get myself in proximity to a new supply … yay!

Just checked my hair … oh boy, I suspect that Martyn and I may be assisting each other in our respective hairstyles! The back seems to sort itself out but the front has a mind of its own, I swear it does!

It’s a shame the weather changed here, it would have been nice to be wearing the same outfit when I left Gatwick as I’d be wearing in GC … I may just dress for GC and look stupid for 5 hours before the flight, just to save hand luggage space as that is already heavy with electricals!

Ooer, I am going to GC … that’s the first time that thinking that has felt real. Up until now it has been something that was weeks to go, months even and yet, here it is.

Oh dear, another thought, Martyn gets to see the new car for the first time. It’s a nice car, I am very pleased with it but it is also up there with Martyn’s car, he may get jealous. I so hope not because sometimes it is just nice to share the good things in life. I like his car, I hope he likes mine and it don’t get any more complex than that.

Poor Steve got attacked earlier, some may know him as ‘squirrell’ from Kagoul. What a shit thing to happen and I feel he is already really low right now, poor guy. If I’d had more time I’d have driven over to make sure he was OK but under the circumstances, a phone call was the best I could manage.

Anyone reading this that knows my home telephone number … I’d appreciate a call home now and then just so the kids know they have guys thinking about them as well as me.

Bloody hell, 103 is amazing stuff! What a bugger GC is not a main member of the EU and I can’t bring a case load home! You know what this means? More trips to Spain, that’s what it means … I wonder what is so wonderful about Barcelona?

I am gutted I can’t do Florida later in the year but I had to put the kids first, get them new gear, see that the house was in order. I think I may have had to let go of my last chance to go there for a great many years, the kids, of course, will never appreciate the sacrifice and neither should they, it is written into my being a dad contract that shit will happen and I wouldn’t change a bloody thing ….

Hopefully, upon my return there will be part 2 of my story ‘Be careful what you wish for’. That really depends on how much free time I get and how much sex is avilable. If there is no sex then the free time increased quite a lot but then, my relaxations levels don’t get low enough to enable me to write … I just need to be so totally relaxed to be able to write well … we shall see.

Now, be off with you, live long and prosper, go forth and multiply … eat already, respect your mother.

Nick, great news about the loan, remember what it is for, look forward to visiting your new home … remember, there is a huge difference between renting a room and sharing a house. One means everything you own has to be in one room, the other means you can put yourself about a bit … no change there then 🙂

TTFN … I really do love all my friends, you guys are my family nearly as much as my kids are

xx

I could do a blog entry from Gran Canaria and I may but it won’t be something I’d see as an obligation, more what I would do if I was getting really pissed off or something really special had happened … don’t expect anything!

For a few hours there things collapsed with regards to my plans for the holiday. It was good in a way as it showed me just how important it was to me, how much I need the break but also how much I need to have this divider to take me on to a different level, a new stage in my life.

Pete & Stan have offered to help me out there and I’ll most likely take them up on it but it requires a visit up there (always great) just so I can see what it really entails but also because I’d hate to let them down in any way. If I don’t think I am up to the task then I’ll say so.

For my last meal at home I thought I would cook something different so we are having Jambalaya. I am particarly proud of my version of it though I may have made it just a little too spicy even for me this time around … I so hope I don’t have the shits tomorrow!

I decided it would be nice to take along a bottle of wine to GC just to give us something in the apartment. The bottle I won at the theatre was still sitting in a bad on my office floor so I grabbed that … it’s Champagne, not wine so a nice treat really. I hope Martyn is OK with Champagne … I can’t recall who it was that didn’t want any at New Years. Not sure I can drink a whole bottle!

I am thinking I have packed everything but I am sure something will have escaped me. Only just remembered towels a short time ago and that was only because I was looking for something to wrap the champagne in. Not that we need them for the apartment at all but if we go to the beach at any time, we’ll need them there.

Shall miss my little chats with Simon, Nick and Robin whilst I am away but there is no way I am costing myself a fortune on texts and calls.

So, have a lovely couple of weeks all of you. The weather doesn’t look like being so bad here in the UK next week, high teens from what I can see and no rain apart from this Sunday. I shall be thinking of you whilst basking in the tropical heat, supping beer and eating fine food

xx

I could do a blog entry from Gran Canaria and I may but it won’t be something I’d see as an obligation, more what I would do if I was getting really pissed off or something really special had happened … don’t expect anything!

For a few hours there things collapsed with regards to my plans for the holiday. It was good in a way as it showed me just how important it was to me, how much I need the break but also how much I need to have this divider to take me on to a different level, a new stage in my life.

Pete & Stan have offered to help me out there and I’ll most likely take them up on it but it requires a visit up there (always great) just so I can see what it really entails but also because I’d hate to let them down in any way. If I don’t think I am up to the task then I’ll say so.

For my last meal at home I thought I would cook something different so we are having Jambalaya. I am particarly proud of my version of it though I may have made it just a little too spicy even for me this time around … I so hope I don’t have the shits tomorrow!

I decided it would be nice to take along a bottle of wine to GC just to give us something in the apartment. The bottle I won at the theatre was still sitting in a bad on my office floor so I grabbed that … it’s Champagne, not wine so a nice treat really. I hope Martyn is OK with Champagne … I can’t recall who it was that didn’t want any at New Years. Not sure I can drink a whole bottle!

I am thinking I have packed everything but I am sure something will have escaped me. Only just remembered towels a short time ago and that was only because I was looking for something to wrap the champagne in. Not that we need them for the apartment at all but if we go to the beach at any time, we’ll need them there.

Shall miss my little chats with Simon, Nick and Robin whilst I am away but there is no way I am costing myself a fortune on texts and calls.

So, have a lovely couple of weeks all of you. The weather doesn’t look like being so bad here in the UK next week, high teens from what I can see and no rain apart from this Sunday. I shall be thinking of you whilst basking in the tropical heat, supping beer and eating fine food

xx