Project Peppercorn

Just another expectant father blog

Thursday, 2 January 2025

Another blog will be built

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 to replace this one, which has outlived its usefulness. 
Saturday, 11 May 2024

I cried five times

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Today got me five times. Life is hard. There aren't they many bird I look forward to. Food. Star Trek. A morning espresso. No pain. I mi...
Wednesday, 14 February 2024

Back in black

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It came back. We are waiting to see how serious it is, how operable. How final. It'll go one of several ways. 1. Operable, best-case: pe...
Monday, 6 February 2023

Starting out, waiting, and then starting over

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 I have one bollock, and more treatment in the offing. Seminoma, a rare and eminently beatable spinoff from testicular cancer, needs getting...
Monday, 28 November 2022

poem: pecking order

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Pecking Order I wanted to win I waited and worked I won More people came in Now they also win They'll be full time,  Have closer ties Be...
Wednesday, 16 November 2022

It's coming back

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 Don't tell me how I know. I just do.  It's coming back. It had a go at my head. Now it's going to find a way in. Through my fuc...

Leo is rocking life

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You've done incredibly well, my little man.  You're smart, funny, fast, talkative, and you've even started to make friends. I lo...
Sunday, 4 September 2022

From birth to school. How did we get here?

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The rain’s falling outside, flanked by the darkness, a static hiss like and old TV, but warmer than that. In here, muffled by the double-gla...
Saturday, 21 May 2022

Weed

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 Me and weed have had a tricky old time of it,  all things considered. But nowadays we generally get along. I suppose that new entente is pr...
Thursday, 17 March 2022

...And elegantly clipped away! That's four!

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You're four, mate. What a long journey we've been on thus far, eh? Feels like it, anyway. As I type this, you and Mum are playing wi...
Sunday, 27 February 2022

Envy

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My friend Sam has just been voted the ninth best photographer in London. I'm still not sure of what to do with my life. I have never kno...
Saturday, 19 February 2022

Bristol, Hope and Pianos

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I love life again. I'm forty three. I'm well enough to be a cool, valued and loved member of this family. I'm good enough at my ...
Saturday, 8 January 2022

2022 Begins with a drone

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I'm well. Enjoyed the New Year's Eve drone show and some truly excellent wine. Cancer is an ongoing, daily and minor aspect of life....
Sunday, 5 December 2021

We've All Turned A Page

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 I got bored of being sad and waiting to die of this thing, so instead of thinking about how much of a failure I was and how much of a disap...
Friday, 22 October 2021

So Dumb

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[I found this on an old computer today]  Brain tumours are so dumb. He sits there, burrowed into my mind, plotting my downfall. Months go by...

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 All I seem to be good for is getting into pointless fucking arguments, pissing people off, and surfing the fucking internet. Discuss.  Oh, ...
Wednesday, 13 October 2021

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 What I actually want to do is go on a big holiday, away from everyone I know - everyone I've ever known - and never come back. My wife ...
Tuesday, 6 April 2021

You're still impressing me, fella

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 and I'm still here to be impressed.  You're potty trained, and I'm potty-mouthed. I have to get a handle on that, and am learni...
Monday, 5 April 2021

A Little Guide to Living

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Being good at something meaningful is more useful then being rich. Listening to the Beatles, Radiohead, The Velvet Underground, Max Richter,...
Sunday, 4 April 2021

A baby

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was supposed to be the last great thing I was involved in, but I feel like such a failure. I'm not very good at this. You don't like...
Monday, 1 February 2021

Not sure, in retrospect.

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 My siezures are getting worse. Weaker and weaker in the left leg, left hand, and not really covered off by the meds.  https://www.youtube.c...
Saturday, 16 January 2021

Shame

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 I've not got much to say at the moment, and this blog is something I really wish I could
Friday, 23 October 2020

Leo News: You're Off and Running!

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...Aaaaand, we're back. Been busy doing some properly intense child-rearing so no new posts for a couple of months, but what's happe...
Tuesday, 18 August 2020

The struggle is real

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Really not feeling good today, or yesterday. Cancer, it won't surprise you to hear, can be a nails-hard bitch. Today I have been apocaly...

If it's right, or right enough, do it.

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  "There is a tide in the affairs of men, Which taken at the flood, leads on to fortune. Omitted, all the voyage of their life is bound...
Saturday, 18 July 2020

Poem: In the Long Grass

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I fell out, out, out of the plain Falling, I burn crops off the end of the world In the long grass, clocks tick, wires hum A dry-stone edif...
Sunday, 28 June 2020

Lockdown Music

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Hey - thanks for coming back. That's the sort of bravery that gets rewarded around here.  The good news today is that in yesterday...
Tuesday, 23 June 2020

The End of Lockdown

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Since mid-March, we've been in lockdown, which has basically meant that most shops, offices and pubs have been shut. It's been a dif...
Saturday, 13 June 2020

Poem: Berenice

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I love the Veils, especially their first few albums. This is an Edgar Allen Poe-inspired lyric I like so much I made a screenprint of it onc...
Monday, 1 June 2020

Mummy goes back to the coal-face

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For the last few months, we've been living through what can only be described as a once-in-a-century, global pandemic. You've probab...
Sunday, 31 May 2020

Poem: Shouts from Downstairs

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Today's only getting warmer Too hot, too close for dog's paw or man's feet The pavements compete with the concrete heatsink T...
Friday, 29 May 2020

Reverie #2

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It will be quiet and full of dappled light in the large, wooden shack. My clothes and everything I need will be on a table in front of me, ...
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