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A series of fortunate events

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Hi, It’s been a bit of an iffy week if I’m being honest. A right old riot of negative emotions chucked into the tumble dryer and given a long spin. At least, that’s how it felt. I should stress – and we may come back to that word -that it wasn’t anything serious. It was, what I like to call, some Work Toss. Things that really don’t matter in the big picture, but that somehow get under your skin. I guess, and maybe like a lot of folk, I don’t like doing things I’m clueless about. Yes, I’ll try leaving my comfort zone, but heading into something I just don’t get (like maths or the offside rule) really isn’t my […]

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Work, doubt, and clothing confidence

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Hi, Another working week out of the way and we’re into the weekend! It’s been an odd one for me given the amount of time out of the office. I’ve been working, just not at my desk. Thing is, there’s this little twinge of guilt that I just can’t seem to shake. The feeling that if I’m travelling from A to B, I’m not actually doing something. I get this sometimes when I’m working outside of the office. Maybe I’m coaching someone, or (hopefully) helping a team of people organise a project, or train them in the Tech Du Jour. The worry, if I had to give it a name, comes around like a lazy comet. I look at the […]

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Funshine

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Hi, Despite somehow catching a cold in summer and the lengthy downpours, the British Weather is having a final throw of the dice for sun, wispy white clouds, and pale blue skies. Put away your opaques and boots, break out the sandals and fancy tops one more time 🙂 For whatever reason I had a sting of dysphoria at the start of the week, resulting in a shoe purchase as medication. Like many material purchases, it’s the search that distracts, not the purchased goods. I think I know that you should aim for experiences, not possessions. Still, when you’re on the work-home-work-home treadmill, sneaking in some T time isn’t always easy. It seems that in times of dysphoric dissonance, I fall […]

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Seeing Things from the Other Side

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Hi, This week has, at least, as I type, a mixed bag. Nothing wrong, just a few ups and downs. The Sting Me: just a different style. I’m sat in traffic just after the school run, add there’s a large Range Rover wanting to turn right. Do Range Rovers come in any size other than large? They’re like the opposite of the perfect shoe in that regard 😉 As the road clears and the driver sets off, her bob cut hair swings as she double checks the road. A little voice within says “You’re bald. You’ll not have hair like that.“ It’s partly right. I’ll not have long hair again. I’ve a buzz-cut, or skinhead, if you will. Sometimes, I […]

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Getting out. Being me.

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Hiya, You may want to get comfy. This may be a long post 😉 T – 24 hours With luck tomorrow, I’ll get a day out. Not just away from home or work, but also not in Richard mode. Not that I begrudge my identity. Far from it, I doubt I’d be where i am if I’d ploughed a ‘bi-gender’ furrow of my own. They do things differently in the past. 🙂 So, I’m somewhat nervous, as I don’t fully know if tomorrow’s trip will play out. I’ve had one failure before and although it’s only a week until Chams, I can feel the rumblings of distant storm clouds. That or the chilli beef wrap hasn’t agreed with me 😉 […]

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Being Dad

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Hello dear reader, This week has been somewhat unusual. Not just for me, but seemingly a large number of folk who’ve been following the American elections. What is the world coming to eh? I get that neither candidate was perfect and their faults, I guess, are very much in the eyes of the voter. That said, some of the outrageous things Trump said, you’d have been sacked from most jobs over here. I can only hope that the piss & fire was mostly for show, and his term will be far quieter. Failing that, anyone who’s had the sheer rudeness* of not being born white, straight and male, may be in for a rough ride… and frankly, that’s wrong. I […]

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