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At the thinning of the year Now that daylight seems embarrassed And skulks between wet street lights, Euphoria, hibernating, Is dimmed to warmth and comfort, And the clocks must pay for The sweaty,...
#halloweenparty Bubbling brews Expensive hair-do's Cackling hags With designer bags To cross their gate Brings an awful fate For their home cooking Ain't that great To the shopping centre For their...
As I mature in age I notice A tendency not previously there More time now spent growling Like a sore headed bear Little or no patience For the troubles of youth Thorn in my paw and a...
So there I was hanging out my best knickers, ones that require only one peg, and I hear that familiar "hi!" "Oh hi. How are you?" standing in clear view of my washing line.
#household. Time to book the blood test for my cholesterol. That hereditary thing over which I've no control. Not ready to admit that I'm ready for the knackers.
**This is the follow up to my earlier Opuss, 'Being A Boy'.
I wrote this as I am pissed off being a middle aged man out of work. Those of you old enough might remember the tag line from the epic series Boys From The Blackstuff. Gizza job. Gizza job.
Know thyself. An ancient command, but surpassingly hard to do. Yet, unless I know myself, how can I describe me to you. What are we, really, all of us. Memories and experience.
So excited about my reunion tomorrow!!. A lot bigger n balder, but not much more sense :) __ Music was my life, then life took over the reins. Mortgage and nappies and mysterious pains.
Less of that Missy Don't throw a hissy You are far too old To have to be told That you're being silly A real silly Billy Now don't throw things You know what that brings Disapproving looks Self help...
Oh my. Another day of painting the blessed hallway. I have been decorating now for more than three weeks and all I see around me is mess. I wonder why I bother. Life is like that though eh.
Well, Terry used to go clubbing at night, He used to cheer on at every gritty fight, Meet girls, go dancing, have a good time, Always drink home-brewed beer over classy wine, But now he sits in...
I've always struggled with the concept of "me-time".
Some days it's tough being a middle aged gay man. So many in our community put so much emphasis on how you look.