Hello and welcome to my grumpy blog - established way back in the early naughties. Here you'll find the trials and tribulations of me - Harry Neary. During the time writing this blog I've been a single bloke, married, father of newborn twins and widower, husband and father again. A professional writer by trade, this is the place where I exorcise (and exercise) all my personal nonsense, most often (but not limited to) my experiences as a husband and father of three children. Note - not all the grumpyness is genuine.
I suppose not being a creationist means I can't really blame God for the way I'm feeling today.
So Charles Darwin, you bastard, it's your fault I feel like someone has inflated a balloon inside my sinuses.
Thanks an effingham bunch.
We watched the Star Wars Episodes IV-VI on Saturday, that's A New Hope, The Empire Strikes Back and Return of the Jedi. This is the first time I had seen the movies since seeing Revenge of the Sith a week before.
As expected, Sith really did change the…
Yes snipers. Sure my team will lose Ruud, but it's a small price to pay to see players such as Drogba removed from the sport. Until recenlty football was a manly sport, a sport where you could enjoy watching players kick each other around the park. Wher…