Tuesday, 15 December 2015


Just back from having a few pints with a pal. He just split up with the wife,  not his decision,  and not feeling the best obviously.  He knows I, and his other pals are there at any time of the day or night.
Then I came home and saw a multitude of thank-you cards on the mantle, cards to my daughter the teacher from her six year old pupils.  The love was just tremendous!  A proud daddy goes to bed. I must be doing something right?