This is one of those big events that I feel compelled to shove out into the ether, so it'll go on deviantArt and get copied to myspak and farcebook. Currently my youngest son is in the learning to speak phase so my absence from the net will continue for probably the next year. Being a father comes first, that is not the big event.
Now on to the point of all this...
One point in my life that is and always will be a crystal clear memory is when, sitting in an opticians roughly 20 years ago the guy said "we're getting nothing from your left eye, nothing at all".
It was about 6 months after I'd had the bike crash, things still hurt but most st
I'm writing this as much for me to look back on as for anyone else.
It's not written for sympathy or any other reason than this is what happened and it's a big enough event to make me sit down and type it out at 2am. (original version on DA, will be copied later to MySpak and FarceBook).
Start date, with hindsight probably a month or so before July 15th.
I'd been working my nuts off recently but without getting anywhere, I should have guessed it was leading up to something.
July 15th, 6pm-ish, my last meal.
Well proper meal anyway, my wife is a great cook, but I just can't remember what the meal was.
July 16th. A 16 hour day with an hou
I am now a Dad for the second time. A 36 hour labour that didn't go easy, but wife and baby are doing well.
Things have been quite from me on DA and will stay that way for a few months.
Love to you all.