My Mood Diary ๐Ÿ“” July 2020

โ€œThis is a candid account of what I was experiencing at the start of 2020. Iโ€™d advise discretion before reading this as I wouldnโ€™t want to reignite bad memories or instigate negative thoughts for anyone.โ€ Stuart Sanderson These are a few exerts from my mood diary from the beginning of last year. I hadnโ€™t beenContinue reading “My Mood Diary ๐Ÿ“” July 2020”

My Mood Diary ๐Ÿ“” June 2020

โ€œThis is a candid account of what I was experiencing at the start of 2020. Iโ€™d advise discretion before reading this as I wouldnโ€™t want to reignite bad memories or instigate negative thoughts for anyone.โ€ Stuart Sanderson These are a few exerts from my mood diary from the beginning/middle of last year. I hadnโ€™t beenContinue reading “My Mood Diary ๐Ÿ“” June 2020”

My Mood Diary ๐Ÿ“” February 2020

This is a candid account of what I was experiencing at the start of 2020. Iโ€™d advise discretion before reading this as I wouldnโ€™t want to reignite bad memories or instigate negative thoughts for anyone. Stuart Sanderson  These are a few exerts from my mood diary from the beginning of last year. I hadnโ€™t beenContinue reading “My Mood Diary ๐Ÿ“” February 2020”

My Lifetime Achievements

This is just a little bit about me. I have no illusions of grandeur or egotistical arrogance. I am though, pretty pleased with a few things I have done/achieved so far in my life. Football โšฝ๏ธ I played football from an early age and was football mad. I played upfront as a striker and IContinue reading “My Lifetime Achievements”

The Banana Skin of Supermarket Dating ๐ŸŒ๐Ÿ›’๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€โค๏ธโ€๐Ÿ‘จ

A few years ago, I saw on a Facebook group I was in for singletons in my area, an alternative dating event to be held in a supermarket on a Monday night. The supermarket remained open as usual and no advertising or fuss was made of the event. Basically, you showed up, strolled the aislesContinue reading “The Banana Skin of Supermarket Dating ๐ŸŒ๐Ÿ›’๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€โค๏ธโ€๐Ÿ‘จ”

Portugal ๐Ÿ‡ต๐Ÿ‡น

A Diary of my Adventure in the Algarve. Pt. 2: Gemma Atkinson Mondays (segunda-feira), were my day off (folga), so on a Sunday night I generally had a few cervejas ๐Ÿป e bebidas ๐Ÿฅค knowing that my hangover the following day would be remedied by laying on a beach ๐Ÿ– in a 30 degree heatContinue reading “Portugal ๐Ÿ‡ต๐Ÿ‡น”

Portugal ๐Ÿ‡ต๐Ÿ‡น

A Diary of my adventure in The Algarve Pt. 1 In 2008 I upped and left to the Algarve. I hadnโ€™t been able to cope with the stress of life at the time. Iโ€™d been living in a nice flat in Castleton, Rochdale which was a perfect location for work. I worked in Manchester forContinue reading “Portugal ๐Ÿ‡ต๐Ÿ‡น”

Dโ€™ya Know What I Mean?

A couple of years ago I decided that I was going to start to write a book about how I live with my mental illness. For no other reason than to occupy my mind and if anyone wanted to read it, they could and you never know, it couldโ€™ve helped someone. Fast forward two yearsContinue reading “Dโ€™ya Know What I Mean?”

What a Gig ๐Ÿ‘Œ๐ŸŽธ

Oasis, Heaton Park, 2009. Kasabian were supporting them and as they played Fire and the beat kicked in, the whole place erupted in a mad frenzy of euphoria. Pyros, pots of piss, pills and people going nuts. Everyone in tandem. Amazing ๐Ÿคฉ A day Iโ€™ll never forget ๐Ÿ’™๐ŸŽธ๐Ÿ‘Œ

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