Big Night In!
It’s the festive season, when workplace parties begin to kick in, and tonight I find myself with the prospect of being home alone. MrsPdubyah is off the “Foodstore” down on … Continue reading →
The one with the dodgy kidney
I’ve been living with IgA nephropathy for since 1990 ish I saw a medical man today, (5th November) Professor Ian Simpson, about it. It’s been since 1998 since I’ve seen anyone, since I … Continue reading →
The less of me – revisited
I started with the good intention, in June, the walking, for the weight loss, the general fitness, the sense of wellbeing and accomplishment , and all the good things that … Continue reading →
Chores for Peace….
I’m on a roll with the chores today, and you know how chores can be the mundane. So in no particular order (but actually the order I did them in); … Continue reading →
Those Three Little Words…
Empty Nest Syndrome. MrsPdubyah was moping about the house yesterday ‘unfulfilled’ and generally mooching and moody, #1Son has allegedly left home and MrsPdubyah yesterday used some of my beer tokens … Continue reading →
Growing up – the one with the leaving home.
#1 Son is about to leave the parental home and set up a love nest with this girlfriend. It’s been a while coming. As a father I’m pleased that he’s … Continue reading →
Unhappy Families – the one with the long lost brother.
From previous posts you might have got the impression that there was a family member shy of a family. The youngest child had mysteriously and inexplicably decided to shy away from contact with … Continue reading →
Growing up – the one with the frustration.
I care about my children a lot, and whilst by no means the best parent I think that between me and MrsPubyah we did an okay job. Currently #1 son … Continue reading →
Feeding time at the family zoo
It’s unusual for us as a family not to all eat at the time, particularly for the evening meal. It’s a habit we’ve always endeavored to maintain. Sometimes we may … Continue reading →
Growing up – the one with the Ball Gown
And I don’t know why it’s special or what significance it has, since they didn’t have school balls when I were a lad.
On Dreams of Winning Lotto
I was thinking, which in and of itself is dangerous, at least this time there was nothing mechanical between my thoughts and failure. But what if you won a bundle … Continue reading →
Contemplation on a middle aged life.
It’s not like I ever thought I would have some understated life, a bohemian devil may care existence. But it gets to a point when all around you it’s gone a bit squiffy, As for this feeling of hopelessness and puzzlement, I’m hoping that this too shall pass.
Growing up – the one about finding a job
It’s not easy finding a job at the moment and #boychild is finding this out first hand. Having passed some A levels (he’s fairly bright) and deciding that further education didn’t appeal … Continue reading →
When the children grow up – the one with the memories
Daughter is having a fine old time recounting to us her version of her childhood. There are a couple of stand out stories so far. They all start with “Do you … Continue reading →
Parenting – the one with the nonsense rhymes
MrsPdubyah and my Daughter was sitting around talking about her childhood, and some of the things she remembers, which is rich fodder for another time. From that conversation I had … Continue reading →
Parenting disaster – an ongoing series
Well I have to confess to really making a hash of this one. Daughter has a car with a Mongoose Alarm system and a two button remote. We have two, … Continue reading →
Jolly Hockey Sticks – the College edition
Every year there is a pre-season Inter-College “tournament” at St. Cuthberts College in Remuera. It’s called the Anzac tournament and is by invitation only. As part of promotion the College hosts … Continue reading →
Helping them grow up – the frustrating bit
Having two children, one a boy and one a girl. and with them having diametrically opposed dispositions is making for a fractious time. The awkward bit after teenage and before … Continue reading →
Trying Teen Times – the grown up one – A New Car redux
This time though…. Well we still do have the big red garden ornament, its outside gathering a cobweb and surrounded by road cones as the road works goes on around … Continue reading →




