We all know minds are lonely things That pace in cages made of bone. They try to reach between the bars They long to find a grasping hand. Who is it listens when minds sing? We hear their songs, we sit alone. As far apart as distant stars, We need someone to understand. … Continue reading Poem
I'm bored of Blogging. Intensely, achingly bored of this self-indulgent, bleating, whining, ranting waffle. Oh, look at me, I'm miserable. Oh look at me, I've been somewhere. It's just dull. I've done the odd post that wasn't entirely dull, a post where I've admitted something profound about myself, but I've covered everything now. There is … Continue reading I give up.
This is it, Viperettes and Viperoos. This is when the blog hits the big time. After a sustained campaign of pleading and borderline threats, Openshaws Snacks finally agreed to send me a sample of their products. It may surprise you to learn that, despite my athletic physique, I'm a fan of pork scratchings. Through an intense regimen … Continue reading Pork Scratching Review
Hello cheeky, you're looking well. Not as well as me, obviously. Despite my mental turmoil, my physical appearance is almost painfully beautiful. Is it a blessing or curse to be this attractive? I'm not sure that I know. Anyway, enough about my fabulous good looks, let's chat. Christmas is over here at the Viper's Hole. … Continue reading Shameless Greed
My eyes are red, you say? They may well be. My beard has damp patches? Possibly it does. I've just dropped my three year old daughter for her first proper morning at nursery. This has involved getting her into a uniform, equipping her with a water bottle and leaving her in a classroom with people … Continue reading Holding on and letting go