Lost for words!

More like words lost. I use the WordPress app to write (shock) and have a tendency to start a story or write an outline and with it being 2018 and all just assume that the app has saved the draft.

Of course checking this would be wise but who has time for that now adays. Good smart people that’s who, which is why I never check and several times now my drafts have decided they didn’t want to be saved!

To all those words and paragraphs that were lost I’m sorry. No doubt you were amazing and a true loss to the English speaking world. 

Hopefully I don’t loose this too.

See ya.


Been a long time! I shouldn’t have left you……

…….. without a dope beat to step too! No more Timbaland lyrics for the rest of this post, that I promise!

Well, my last post was a fair wee time ago! Time has passed as it has a tendency to do and things have somewhat stayed the same. Well with one exception, we are having another baby in March. When Baby No1 came along I had all these great ideas of what Fatherhood would be, those went out the window quickly!

Time is the biggest thing we seemed to have lost when gaining a child. By the time I come home, get dinner and put the young-un to bed, I’m too exhausted to do anything else. Gym, writing, everything else has taken a back seat. Now don’t get me wrong its the best thing in the world being a Dad but it is a hell of a life change and one that I’m sure has hit many other Dads and Mums the same way.

Mrs G and I had started to think about a holiday or a breakaway but with Baby 2 on the horizon, we have shelved that idea for a while. The baby has always been on our minds but moving house and looking after baby 1, the upcoming arrival has always been a ” Oh yeah that’s right” kind of thought.

Now that its 2018 and I sit here on New Years Day, I can’t help but feel so excited for the madness to come in March. I’m prepared this time, and even though I don’t like the term new years resolution, I have a couple of let’s call them goals set out rather than resolutions.

  1. Look after my health better than I have been.
  2. Actually set aside time for the gym.
  3. WRITE MORE, even if its just a simple small piece. WRITE MORE
  4. Oh and all that family stuff blah blah!

Writing these posts or even stories I’m working on using my phone is just a pain in the backside so I have refurbed a laptop from a couple of broken old ones that Ill be taking with me everywhere for when the ideas for these rubbish posts or stories enter my mind. (I really could do with this being waterproof for the shower).

This may not be a masterpiece of literature but It has got me back on the wagon/ on the horse/ off the wagon??? I’m not sure which of those is correct so pick one to suit yourself.

See not another mention of Timbaland, well apart from this line.

See Ya




It started with one line. ‘Memory is a funny thing’, looking through some of my unfinished blog posts and this one in particular jumps out of the screen and grabs my attention.

Not because it it was an amazing insight into the human brain no, it caught my attention because I had started writing it, got one line completed, obviously thought to myself I’ll get that finished up shortly and promptly forgot it had existed.

One day I might finish it or maybe adapt it into another price of writing “wink wink” who knows?! 

Just before posting this I found another post with the start of a story I thought I had lost and reading it back I have no memory of writing it!?

Will that one ever see the light of day either?     I don’t know……..Now………..What was I going again……????????

Come Back!

Please come back, I promise I won’t take you for granted ever again. Since you left, my mind has been filled with memories of the great times we have spent together. What ever I did wrong , we can work it out.

Sitting here in the dark…….I miss you……I miss your presence. I miss the comfort of knowing you’re there when I need you, when we all need you!

Please come back on again electricity………I’m bored and it’s dark in here!!!

Talkie Toaster

Given that god is infinite and that the universe is also infinite, would you like a toasted tea-cake?

That’s simply one of my favourite lines from one of my all time favourite TV shows. Ahh Red Dwarf, A classic british Sci-Fi sitcom from the eighties, that’s not only still on TV but is also still consistently funny.  I admit I probably play the entire series a bit too much and my wife now hates it. I’m convinced if she watches a few more episodes she’ll learn to love it again. She will, won’t she…………? If not I’ll have to teach my son to appreciate ‘The boys from the Dwarf’ At least then she will be out numbered!

One of the many many benefits of being a parent is exactly that. Passing on what you love to you kids and outnumbering your wife on important matters, ok so maybe not that last bit.

My boy is over a year old now as I write this and i can’t wait to share with him my passion for the things that I loved doing as a child and the love i have for things even now at the ripe old age of 36. Gaming has always been a constant in my life growing up. There has been times when Ive drifted away but I always come back eventually. My first gaming system was a ‘hand me down’ Atari 2600 Junior that 2 faulty joysticks. One that didnt go left or right and another that didn’t go up or down. It never occurred to me that this was an issue I just simply played the handful of games we had  the best I could. Finally one day I came home from Primary school, sat on the edge of my bed, fired up the 2600 to discover to my delight that the controller now worked fully. Little did l know that earlier in the day my mother had popped out and got me a new joystick. After the Atari we had a NES then a Megadrive that my sister and I would spend countless hours playing games over and over, swapping the controller over if the other got stuck and trying to reach the next level in Alex Kidd.

It’s those fond childhood memories that drive me to make great memories with my son and hopefully my other kids if /when they arrive!






An Inspired blog post??

Inspiration is a strange mistress. Sometimes the outline idea for a piece of writing will come to me at the most inopportune times. These mini epiphanies are so prevalent to, well, basically everyone. It has its own nomenclature, the veritable ‘Shower Thought’.

As you can imagine, the name comes from the act of taking a shower( duh) but its not exclusive to that task. Speaking from my own own experience its when I have time to let my mind wander, when there is no external stimulation from tv, radio, people, etc, that’s when your mind has time to recover from the barrage of information we all put ourselves through on a daily basis that you actually have time to think for yourself.

Of course typically you have nothing with you to write down these million dollar ideas and real life soon creeps back into view and these thoughts and ideas slip back into the ether from whence they came, like some cheap b-movie swamp monster, never to appear again ….until you’re alone, naked on a desert island without a pen or laptop and the cycle then starts again.

This blog was thought up whilst Top Gear was on the TV and Mystery Science Theatre was sharing the screen with this blog, so absolutely no inspiration or thought was used what so ever, but hey, I’m writing again and that can only be a good thing.




When an inspired thought enters my brain it vanishes so quickly again. This is the reason I have so many unfinished draft posts. I have to admit that for the past few months I have been bereft of good things to write about. I don’t want to publish boring talky blogs with no humour (like this one you  mean – I hear you all say). I’m hoping that even just writing this will keep my mind ticking over creatively so that when the time comes and that bolt of inspiration hits, I will be ready, like a sprinter waiting to launch out if the starting blocks!

As they say in Russia, Moscow………… crap that is the worst joke ever


Life finds a way………

…..to stop me from writing! As so eloquently put by the irreplaceable Jeff Goldblum in a movie from my youth Jurassic Park.  Ok so he didn’t say the second part but the first is all him. 

It’s been a wee while since I last wrote a word but instead of writing I’ve spent a lot of time with the family and just reading instead. Mainly Sci-Fi or Auto biographies, while I’m not one for celebrity I do love reading about actors or people who interest me. Recently I’ve read the biography of Robert llwellyn better known as Kryten from Red Dwarf. This has then ked me led to a space theme. Once that book was finished I transitioned on to the classic Arthur C Clarke’s Rendezvous with Rama and followed it up with what I am currently reading,  which is Children of Time by Adrian Tchaikovsky. 

For the longest time now I’ve had an idea or maybe a better phrasing would be , I’ve had a premise for a short story that I would like to develop into a novel. I have the first major hook outlined in my head and even started to write the first few pages. It has long been a dream of mine to write a book and although it may take some time, years no doubt, it’s something I’m going to push on with when I get the time. 

We’ll that just a quick update from me on my absence, until next we meet, cheerio!


At the ripe old age of 34, married with one amazing child, I feel that one of my main passions just doesn’t hold the same appeal for me anymore.

I’ve been playing video games all my life, from discovering the Atari 2600 that my sister had when I was maybe 6 or 7 right up until the latest systems that came out, I’ve been there following along. I even have a second blog dedicated to them – http://www.richongames.com!

The problem (if you can call it that) is that whenever I have free time to spend on games, I’d rather sit and watch a movie or catch up with a TV show on Netflix. Youtube has made watching other people playing games more fun than playing some games as the content creators on there can be really funny and bring an extra dimension to the games themselves.

I’m lucky to have a wife that put up with my gaming so much so that she enjoyed watching me play and helped me by looking out for things on screen that I missed.

This feeling has been brewing for many years but since my son came into the world the desire has nearly all but faded away. I found myself buying games on release day spending a few hours with them and selling them again. My large retro collection is nearly on on eBay at the minute as I just don’t have the attachment to it I once had. The big appeal of the retro stuff I think is nostalgia and for me there isn’t enough of that to keep hanging on this collection.

My plan now is to sell off all my gaming stuff, which will be handy for one reason, we are moving house so it means I don’t have to cart it all with me to the new house. There will be new consoles in a couple of years time so perhaps then will be the time to dip my toe back in the gaming water, untill then I think the rest from gaming will do me good!


Fitness – Part 2 (The Revenge)

In one of my previous posts which you can conveniently find (Right Here!), I ramble on about not wanting to be a ‘Fat Dad’ and that ”It’s time for me to get my mind focused the way it was before, all those years ago, get my head down cut out the bad food and hit the gym more than once every 3-4 months.”

Well it’s been 9 months since that post and my son is now just over 6 months old, ‘How is that working out working out for you?’ I hear you all ask in unison! Not well, not well at all! The gym has had my patronage once, or maybe twice in that time. My clean eating has gotten a bit better with a few weeks here and there with no bad foods but I keep falling back into the same old trap so many dieters find themselves in, thinking that I’ll have something ‘bad’ now and start again tomorrow, or ok today is a write off I’ll start back fresh on Monday. It really is a viscous cycle that only I can break.

The problem, well I say problem it’s not really, is that all my spare time now there is one thing and one thing only that I want to do. NO! Not Eat!! Spending time with my boy is my number one priority and I don’t see that changing ever.

My only option is waiting till he goes to bed and then going, that is going to be my plan  now in these coming weeks because early mornings are not an option.Not an early riser me. It’s important not to loose sight of the reason behind all this, to be there for him for a long time and if I continue on this bad health path then who knows how long I will be here for him.

One final thought………………..Pizza is good for you, right?!

Stay Tuned for more failings, I mean updates.