Those mornings.

I hate those mornings… and hate is a really strong word. It’s the morning that one or two things go a little bit wrong and it puts you in one hell of a shitty foul mood with the world. This morning it was the scheduled training being cancelled before I left the house, then when… Continue reading Those mornings.

Chilling with my daughter

On Thursday afternoon at 1830 we added another member to our family in the form of a 8’6, or 3.8kg, baby girl. Both her (still unnamed) and Mum are doing great. We watched the Champions League final together last night, but just like her dad she was far more interested in the drinks/food than the… Continue reading Chilling with my daughter