Seasonal Affective.

I try my best with the seasons. I really do. Typically, I tend to find that the apprehension of the colder and darker seasons arriving is worse than going through them in real time. As winter approaches, here in the UK, the light comes later and fades earlier, it's colder and it typically feels more... Continue Reading →

Ghouls: the end of an era.

Approaching this post is hard. In a lot of ways it should be easy because there is simply so much I could say. So many stories, so many places, so many people. The band has been the most significant part of the last 10 years of my life. This weekend just gone, we capped it... Continue Reading →

Playing Brixton Academy.

Day 25 Just shy of 11 miles this morning, and it felt so bliss after having a rest day yesterday. I'm just not very together on a rest day; like a more fragile and venerable version of myself. It does me wonders physically and I do really notice the difference but my mind is on... Continue Reading →

Might As Well Be

Day 24 I can't believe it's been 24 days since I was sat at work and started blaring nonsense and (sort of) interesting stories on the internet - how time flies. It's rest day again, although yesterday I did a reasonably heavy squat focused strength session so it feels well warranted. Also, I've got a... Continue Reading →

Riskee & the Ridicule.

Day 18Rest day. Need I say more? Last night we arrived home from Salisbury at 12:35am, not an unusual time to go to bed on a Saturday night for a vast majority of people, however both my girlfriend and me are early risers who zombify into red-eyed non-functioning sloths from about 10pm onwards. Still, I’m... Continue Reading →

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