Once A Fuckboy, Always A Fuckboy

  I was going to save this particular story for the book but something happened this week that changed the whole narrative and so I feel like I need to write it down, for therapeutic reasons. Some of you will already know a bit about my friend Caramel Dixon because he came to my house... Continue Reading →

Reflection

  I'm writing this on Christmas Day. I had a really quiet one this year as my Sister was with her Husband's family and my son went to his Dad's for a few hours so I went to the gym and had a nap after we had lunch with my Mum. My big family day... Continue Reading →

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