In September I reach my thirty-eighth year. By then, I believe I will have completed my transition into becoming a bloke, in the blokely sense of the meaning. I say bloke, because although I’d like to be a ‘chap’, I don’t have the hair nor moustache-growing ability to become a true chap. For the epitome … Continue reading
A couple of terms ago, my eldest daughter came home from school saying that she was learning about Superheroes. My first thought was a rather petulant ‘why didn’t I get to learn about superheroes at school?’, followed by a ‘why on earth are they learning about superheroes in the first place and, oh God, which … Continue reading
My Taekwondo birthday is April 1st, 1991. I always wanted to study martial arts because I was bullied. Not because I liked the sport aspect, or because I wanted to improved myself, but because I wanted to be able to hurt the bullies as much or more than they hurt me. As result, I always … Continue reading
This iPod short was written entirely on the way home from work. Thirty minutes of walking and typing as I did. Even after a year’s passing, the Bitter Peace still stuck in the national craw of the British, and especially the English. 1922 April 23rd, St. George’s Day. The day when the Great Struggle came to … Continue reading
Four years ago, I landed my dream job. I become Technical Consultant and Features Editor for the four largest martial arts magazines in Europe. One of my columns was named Brutally Honest. Basically, it was a product review column. I would take one item and put it through its paces. This literally involved blood, sweat … Continue reading