The secret diary of a single parent bloke
This is my secret diary, which I’ve compiled since 2004. It charts the fall of my marriage, becoming a single parent father, and the rebuild of our lives. Dummies, dating disasters, fraud and friends, I think I’ve just about been through it all.
As my children, Natalia and Jack, grow up and bring new adventures and challenges, I’ll keep updating. I hope that you’ll share my diary with me.
I’ll be adding backdated diary entries every Wednesday until all six-years worth are online.
Thank you for reading.
One of the unexpected changes to my life, post redundancy, has been my shopping. More time at home means more time to cook nice things- and go out and buy the ingredients. Unfortunately, I still don’t have the time (or budget) to go mooching around farmer’s stalls in quaint market towns, but I do now Read more... Read more...
Yesterday, I was escorted from work and locked out. Today, I walked Natalia and Jack to school. We held hands, played “tag” and chatted about anything in the morning’s warm summer sun. They were there on time, not dumped outside a locked gate that wouldn’t be opened for another 10 minutes. I strolled home, had Read more... Read more...
Yet again, all of the staff were ordered onto the shop floor, and were informed of yet another round of redundancies. My heart started racing- surely they couldn’t continue to keep me in this god-awful place? My plan, hatched in November, had already failed through two previous culls. Surely they couldn’t keep me here any Read more... Read more...
Just back from a weekend away, and feeling pretty messed up! After the success of my weekend away in March (read more), the adventure group had organised another weekend break. As me, Sarah, Lucy, Leanne and Tim had all got on so well, we booked a cabin together. As the weekend got closer, I began Read more... Read more...
It took up a lot of courage, but I did explain to Lucy that I didn’t think that we should go out with each other. I feel really bad about what happened (see this post), but I’m also feeling quite pleased with myself… “pleased”? Maybe that’s the wrong word… “relieved” perhaps? Relieved that after being Read more... Read more...