A game of two halves....

So I'm single again and it was not by my choice, even though I might have been the one to say we had to split up.

It's taken me a while to come to write this. I've taken time to let things settle and to understand exactly what happened and to be able to describe the situation (and its aftermath) without emotion, without the upset, without any resentment.

For the first 6 months I enjoyed a wonderful adventure with a lovely woman who could have become a big part of my life. We had many good times; Shakespear in the college grounds on a lovely summer evening, a Gorillaz concert, Cadbury's World, the Secret Garden, live stand-up comedy and a day at a car show show followed by Muse at Wembley. Sadly, it did not last. Around September or October it all seem to start to change. Was it meeting my children that did it? She said she'd hesitated from meeting me when she saw I had a 4 year old. Was it that holiday with her friend in Italy that gave her time to reflect?

Inspite of that I've had a really lovely Christmas and looking forward to a much brighter future. I've refused to fall into what I went through after I separated from my wife. This time, the wallowing was short-lived, there's no empty bottles of JD in the recycling bin and the sleep has been really good. I'm feeling really optimistic and I feel confident that 2011 will be the best year yet, but more on that next time.

Goodbye Beautiful Lady

A few days ago my Auntie Evelyn died. Although suffering ill-health for probably a decade or more, she remained probably the most positive and optimistic person I've ever met. She'll be missed by many. RIP Evelyn.