Hi everyone, it’s been a while since I’ve written anything much here and I have no excuses other than laziness and a loss of creative mojo.

This picture is mostly unrelated to the contents of this post, but I can’t be bothered drawing up a different thumbnail. Also, this’ll have the women-of-a-certain-age clicking to see if I’m really wearing a tutu.

So, what have I been up to?

Well, my daughter has entered the Terrible Twos a few weeks early and has become some sort of short tempered trapped wind back teeth teething tantrum terrorist, so that’s all the fun.

I saw Black Panther at the cinema. It was alright. Nothing special. Panther still autocarrots to ‘panties’ on my phone, so that was fun explaining what I wanted to see to Gem.

I went to Mars (virtually) again, and then spent something like 26 hours editing a three hour Twitch stream down into 25 minutes that nobody has bothered watching.

I never bothered writing a review about a gymnastics storybook I got sent to review. It was alright, Darcey enjoyed it. It is a good introduction to the horrible world of dadtaxiing three times a week. Not really. They should write that book. The Impotent Rage of a Dad Trying His Best Not To Get Earache. Guh, that sounds like one of those bloggers that I try to distance myself from, despite the temptation to use that sort of network to get easy views and lazy clicks.

I did read the story out on a live Twitch stream that nobody watched, but I ran out of space on my phone to download the video to edit down into something watchable. So you ain’t seeing that.

Anyway, buy this book from Amazon. If you want.

Other things I never wrote about but should have include…

A hair dryer. It is red and made by Lee Stafford (whoever that is) and it dries hair. If you like the colour red and the excitement of having dry hair you would probably like it. I think my phone has auto-deleted the photos I took for that, so you’ll have to make do with a stock image. You can’t even buy it at the moment because Amazon has suspended the listing for some reason. So, yeah. Top reviewer fudgecrumpet.com.

A Weekend Box, which kept the kids quiet for ages, doing all sorts of great craft things. I actually feel a bit bad about not writing about this one, because they’re consistently fantastic, and a great mixture of educational and fun things to keep the sprogs from climbing up the walls.

The box arrived the same day I decided to have a tummy bug, so while it may have been fantastic for keeping the kids away from my double ended Ragnarok, it also meant I was too off my tits on Immodium to write anything about it. Go check them out, please.

Other things that have happened.

I discovered that fake American food really confuses and annoys Americans.

I mean, it really pisses them off. They also get confused and annoyed by proper bacon, chip butties and potato waffles.

That said, real American food is fucking amazing.


Right. That’s it for a catch up post, let’s do all those links that you never click…

You probably already follow me on Twitter.

You should join my blog Facebook group or my game-based group, neither of which get updated regularly so you don’t have to worry about your notifications box getting clogged up.

I’d love it if you followed me on Twitch. I need a good 70 more followers before I can even think about monetizing that, so I’d really appreciate the clicks. I try and play every other night or so, usually around 10pm or so after everyone else has gone to bed.

Liking that YouTube vid above would be great, also if you could subscribe to my channel, that’d be amazing.

I’d also absolutely love it if you bought me a coffee, too, but no pressure.

It would be nice to mention my Patreon, but it is just embarrassing at the moment. No point making exclusive patron-only content for zero patrons.

That’s it then. Send me some internet love, people.



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