There’s something magical about a great brass band playing a march, and there are not many greater brass bands than Brighouse.
Seven years ago I did an incredible thing. I married this wonderful woman.
Seven years later I am still very much in awe of her, still very much in love. Jo’s capacity to love is wondrous to behold; I am a mere amateur in these ‘feelings’ stakes, being swept up in a wave of glorious affection. Her support for me has been nothing short of remarkable, her patience with my little quirks and annoyances nothing short of saintly.
I love you Jo, for everything you do but mostly for who you are. You are amazing and I am yours, always.
26th February 2015
I’ve been waiting a couple of months for this beautiful thing to arrive, ever since I found out I’d passed my final Open University module: my lovely, lovely degree certificate.
It’s been a long time coming, but I’ve now received the sheet of rectangular, embossed card that tells me that I have a been awarded a BSc (hons) in Computing & Systems Practice.
Celebrations are in order!
25th February 2015
Ruby has this Gro-clock in her room. We bought it for her when she was a baby so that she’d know when it was time to get up. She knows that she has to wait for her sunshine to come on before getting out of bed.
It’s a neat little clock, and also doubles as a night-light if you need it to.
22nd February 2015
Guinness have decided to make some Porters, which I saw while shopping in Asda. I bought 4 because they were on offer.
I’ve got to confess, I’m not that impressed. It tastes OK, but is not even as nice as the Asda own-brand Porter. I won’t be bothering again (unless it’s reduced, obviously).