I think I know why the ‘I want to believe’ thing bugs me. It comes across as patronising, there’s something about it that reads like whoever is saying it is looking at me like I’m three and having very literal belief in Father Christmas. I know they do, or I suppose you do depending on … Read More
I find the phrase ‘I want to believe’ such a strange one. I guess I particularly associate it with men who are about ten or fifteen years older than me. Blame David Duchovny and Fox Mulder for that one I guess. I find belief sort of a difficult concept to be honest. I can say … Read More
Opening presents in bed is something The Jellicle and I like to do. One of the reasons I was pretty sad about her being ill was not being able to do that, we approximated it though, with FaceTime. Isn’t living in the future fantastic? Mum got me a lovely bag and The Jellicle found me … Read More
Today started with some disappointment for me, I like my birthday, very much and I like making something of it. Some years that has been having a cuppa and cake with DS Luke, always I take it off work and have done my whole adult life. Sometimes I have a full roast dinner with my … Read More
At least two of my core memories involve my primary school teacher telling me I was a liar in front of other children and in front of adults about things I was telling the truth about. Adults not believing me whether or not, and actually especially not when, I was telling the truth was a … Read More