The Kids are ALL RIGHT

In my last post I mentioned how I hadn’t been writing as much, partly because I’ve been in the midst of a hot Sydney summer, and partly because I haven’t felt much like writing.  Simples. Towards the end of that last monologue, I made a comment about only writing when I felt like writing.  What…

Homesickness, Hunger, and Bees

I’ll start this by saying; if you haven’t read part one yet, follow this link here  and catch up. Second piece of housekeeping; apologies for keeping you waiting for part 2.  Life flew past in the last two weeks, although it’s not really a justification – especially given the fact I just spent another 4…

Finding Buddha and Back Pain

It was 15:18 as the train pulled out of Sydney Central Station, on it’s way to the Blue Mountains, to the west of the city.  I haven’t taken a train ride in Australia that’s longer than thirty minutes in duration, so this a somewhat interesting journey.  Speeding through Sydney’s outer west you quickly realise not…

Day ? of the Boozeless Xmas

So, here I am on day 18, or maybe it’s day 19.  Sunday 2nd to Thursday 20th – what’s that?  [Counts on his fingers] 19 days sober.  Go me.  Well except I’m not going very far, very quickly.  Why’s that Chris?  I’ll explain… On Monday, I awoke after a mere five hours of sleep.  I…

A #BoozelessXmas Pledge VIDEO

I know, I know!  I said I’d blog every day, but the past two days have been manic at work and I’ve had (sober) stuff on in the evenings.  Sat here now as I type this, it’s been 11 days since I last had a sip.  I’m not showing off by saying this, it hasn’t…

#BoozelessChristmasPledge Day 3-4

The titles of these posts are somewhat misleading, technically this is day 8 and 9, in the sense that it has been that long since I consumed any alcohol.  It’s day 3 & 4 since I made a solemn pledge to give it up until Christmas.  In hindsight I should have just kicked it off…

#BoozelessChristmasPledge Day 2

In my last post I made a big song and dance about a number of topics, but namely, my microbiome, and my current battle to improve it.  The end result of that lengthy diatribe, was my committment to eat a high quality diet, and not drink until Christmas.  I realise that if I drink alcohol…

Christmas Sobriety – A Pledge

He pulled himself from bed and set about finding some clothes to run in.  In the bottom drawer of the secondhand IKEA set he’d bought from an emigrating neighbour, he found a pair of cheap blue running shorts purchased from H&M years ago.  The shorts were then partnered with a faded red t-shirt that sported…

What’s In A Name?

SMALE noun Surname of West Country origin (UK) The name Smale was derived from the Old English word “smael” and the Middle English word “smel” which both mean “small, slender, thin” Surname handed down to myself, my sisters, and numerous cousins on my Dad’s side Implement of ridicule throughout my teenage years, and occasionally as…