Friday 19th February 1988

My Dad, me, George and Trina (she is my nanan's dog) went for a walk in the woods this morning we were out for about 3 hours! And Julian has got a full sized skateboard it is about 7 inches wide and two feet long its amazing it mademy skateboard look right tich. on the way home from the woods we went past a farm and there was a caravan parked there and on the back window of it there was a sticker that looked tike this.....

So... sorry for the massive hiatus in the updates of this, I have no excuses other than my own laziness. Let's crack on with the withering comments on the thoughts and writing of a defenceless 10 year old.

As ever (and as you can see from the photo above what I'm working with here) I have left it sic erat scriptum, hence the word tike rather than like, the new portmanteau word 'mademy' and the non-capitalised o which commences the 3rd breathless sentence. But grammar aside... what the hell am talking about here? Wouldn't you rather know what the afternoon was like with me on my 'right tich' skateboard and Julian on his two footer? I vaguely remember that afternoon, I think we took it in turns to fall off his 'Allprou' board... I never really got any better than that.

Can you believe that we were out in the morning for 3 hours? What utter lunatics! What could we possibly have been doing for 3 hours with 2 dogs in the woods? Maybe it was something like walking, throwing sticks and generally being out in the fresh air like normal folks.




All in this is a fairly innocuous missive. There are many many many more embarrassing things coming up at some point... FACT.

Thursday 18th February 1988

We went to town I got some stonewash jeans. In Hamleys they have got one of those globes with electrical current in them and when you put your hand onit a sort of electric line comes up to your hand.
Nothing else happened today apart from Prince Charles went to Sheffield and we never saw him.



Oh my... "a sort of electric line".

As far as I know, this was my 1st foray into the world of stonewash... this was the 1st time they were fashionable. I remember them quite well, I was quite the talk of the school (I was not quite the talk of the school) and I looked bloody amazing in them (I did not look bloody amazing in them).

Can you believe we never saw Prince Charles? I guess if he knew there was one of those globes with electrical current in them in Hamley's, then he'd have been there with us.

ChinesenewyearandashWednesday Wednesday 17th February

It's the year of the dragon and my dad, me and Paul went on a bike ride to Sicklebrook farm. We went to Sainsburys and we met mrs Webb who was a student teacher at our school when I was in the first year but apart from that nothing else happened (still no valentines cards (everybody say aah) I have written that before try and find where?



2 things should be obvious by now: 1) I am not good at regularly blogging and 2) at age 10 I had no perception of what was interesting to write in a diary.


The title of this blog should also make more sense if you've been wondering, nothing much happened today... apart from all the things I've listed but not commented on, fleshed out in any meaningful detail or thought about... I worry about the little me that's still locked away inside somewhere.


Also, it continues to bend my mindspace that I left little things like "I have written that before, try and find where?" (the question mark is there for no real reason). Just who the heck did I think was reading this in the 1st place? And how likely are they to want to go back and find the 1st time I wrote that, and when they do find it, what are they to do with the information? There's no prize, the 10 year old me isn't going to shake their hand or anything... I'm odd.

Shrove Tuesday Tuesday 16th February 1988

George has mated with a bitch today and I have two Guinea pigs called Boris and Oscar I had a pancake and gave a bit to George and played with Paul on our bikes and I went with mum to Mr and Mrs Cornthwaites house and got 70 pence. Oh yes the bitch George mated with was called “Tasha”.

Dear God man!

I really have very little to say, I’m exasperated with the story and exhausted due to the number of missed opportunities for sentence breaks...

Our dog was a 'semi-retired' stud dog so it wasn't a massively weird thing to have happen in our house at the time... but the matter-of-fact way I report it here kinda shocked me. What is wrong with me though? I report the tiny details of things such as giving the dog some pancake but miss the big things, things that would actually be interesting to read. Why did I get 70p? What did we do at Mr and Mrs Cornthwaite's house? They were fascinating people and I’m sure they must have told me something noteworthy that day.

The more I do this, the more I realise that maybe I should be keeping note of things that are currently happening to me, quotes of the day, conversations I've had with peeps and things I've learned. Also, feelings... all I seem to do here is lament my lack of women and say that my arm aches... what was actually happening in my head?

Monday 15th February 1988

I went to Nanan's house today and I took trena in the park she was o.k. until we got back to the house then she growled at me when we got home we Scrubbed the Guinea pig hutch out then we went to the doctors we were in and out within 10 minutes (It must be a world record) Can't wait until I get my Guinea pigs tomorrow oh yes I forgot To put we stopped off in the library on the way home I still haven't got a single Valentines card.

Big breath in! One long sentence again, I capitalised (sometimes randomly) but I forgot the tiny little dot that allows the reader to take a breath.

A fair amount of stuff happened on this day, none of it was expanded on enough for me to be able to remember. In case you're wondering, Trena (or Trina as it undoubtedly is spelled) was the little dog my Nanan owned, she was a rescue dog and hated anyone who wasn't female. My mum and me used to walk everywhere when I were a lad, we'd walk 2 miles to Lowedges (where my Nan lived) and back, so I guess I was fairly fit... and why I love driving now I guess... I wish I knew what we stopped at the library for, we used to hire videos from there (Automan a few times I seem to remember) that would have added a nice bit of necessary detail you'd think. Oh and the world record doctors trip – verrucas I presume.

Not a massive surprise I still haven't had a Valentine's card is it? Left it to the end just for the extra lump in the throat to stay with you...

St Valentines Day Sunday 14th February 1988

Guess how many cards I got? Yes you guessed right none at all but I might get some tomorrow (hopefully) Auntie Joyce, her dad and my Nanan came today but apart from that nothing happened today.

MASSIVE ANTICLIMAX

Didn't see that coming did you? Not only did I not get one from Fay (did I mention Fay? I think I did...) I didn't even get one from myself, I don't even like myself enough to do the fake one I said I was going to (to fool my mum). And for that matter, my mum didn't even get someone to do a fake one like she did the year before so I was rejected by made up people also.

Still clinging to the fact that I might get one on Monday... we'll see.

Saturday 13th February 1988

I had a nose bleed this morning, George has been sick twice and we went to Chesterfield, that's all that happened today 1 day to go!!!!!!

For flips sake! This is possibly the most newsworthy day so far in this terrible series of dull events and it gets 2 whole lines. George was the dog by the way.

We went to Chesterfield quite a lot, I went there a few weeks ago and it's entirely different but exactly the same if you know what I mean.