1986 can fucking fuck off. Ooosh, I am not sober. Granted to those that know me, that will not be a shock headline of the year, 'Getty Is Pissed Again'. But. I have been abstaining and loving it, to the point I am at a crossroad. I am going sober. I am seriously doing it. Sober. Me. No wine. No JD No Morgan's and Coke. No Bud Light!!!!! This is my swansong (aside from some gigs and nuptials over the summer) I felt the need to write. Why? Well I was channel hopping (I neve

So sang Frank Sinatra on My Way. Don't panic I am not planning to shuffle off this mortal coil, (well not just yet), as the opening of that song suggests, so put the party hats and bunting away, place the champagne back on ice, I am not going anywhere, you have to put up with me a little while longer. You love me really, ha ha. With the rapid slipping grasp this World has on grammar I guess the title of this post should now be written as 'Regrets, I of had a few' so that it

14th April 1943 - 13th January 2026 My Aunt Den has passed away at 82 years old. Den was born in Bishops Waltham during the Second World War and was the third child of four. She was the last to pass of those four. Barry, the eldest, died at five years old and possibly before Den was born. Tony, second born, died in 2017 and Pat, the youngest and my mum, passed in 1986. The family lineage is something of a mystery, my maternal grandmother died when Pat was around 18 months old

Spring is coming and we are already at the end of the first quarter of 2026. How do. We are entering Q2 of 2026, (ffs how corporate do I sound using Q2, what have I become) and I, for one am really happy to see it and spring. Clocks change this weekend, bring on those lovely balmy long light evenings. Next weekend it is Easter so that means short working weeks, I love this time of year. It is just after 1800hrs and still light, this time next week it will be closer to 2000hr