Painting Myself Into a Corner
byI may not be able to run like I used to, but jeez I can still move when I need to.
I may not be able to run like I used to, but jeez I can still move when I need to.
Wow. So much wow. Wow for the boat ride. Wow for the dad joke banter of the captain and his crewmate. Wow for the seal colony. Wow for that seal colony smell. And wow for seeing my kids finally silenced.
Our first nights on the road again haven’t been without some ‘excitement’. By which I mean dramas. All part of the adventure, baby.
Let’s just say I briefly sounded like a Tarantino film.
Now I confess I haven’t been involved in a school choir for some thirty five years, but I’m pretty sure things haven’t changed so much in that time they’re belting out Eminem numbers.
“You said a bad word, Daddy!” Miss8 accused me tonight.