Night Owl’s Are Wise… Coincidence?

I missed another Daily Prompt I wanted to do! It was a couple days ago. I noticed it, but I was at the beach house, sans computer internet, so I could not blog. First World problems, much?

The Prompt asked… 6:00 am: The best hour of the day, or too close to your 3:00 am bedtime?

Try, too close to my 5:59 am bedtime!

I am a definite night owl. I say I’m nocturnal. My friends say I’m a vampire.

Either way, really.

Let me put it this way…

It’s 2 am, and I just finished eating dinner.

I’m still unwinding.

I didn’t get home until just before midnight. I work as a soccer referee at the moment. So, a few nights a week I finish games at 10:30-ish, and make it home about midnight.

There’s also the case of, somehow, I am always most creative and get all my writing done at night. I think almost every single blog post you would have read by me, would have been written between 1 am and 7 am.

They say geniuses are night owls. Seriously! I read that… somewhere.

They say Leonardo Da Vinci only had two hours of sleep a day.

I don’t know who ‘they’ are, but they’re clearly on my side, so obviously ‘they’ know what they’re talking about.

Having said all that, I’m especially tired today. Goodnight, peeps!

Weekly Photo Challenge: Sea


One thing everyone knows about me, is that I am a big fan of the sea. I feel a real affinity with it. I find it incredibly calming and centering.

The photo above shows my brother and niece mucking about in the shallows. To me, the sea has always had strong ties to family. I have great memories of my two brothers and I diving in the waves when we were little. For a time, our grandparents had a place in a small seaside town, and these days mum has a place at the beach. I’ll move seaside myself one day. Hopefully sooner than later.


For the Weekly Photo Challenge.

A Brief Conversation

I am going to have a quick crack at the Weekly Writing Challenge. I love ‘a picture is worth a thousand words’ challenges, so this is my procrastination exercise in between studying. I have written a short story based on the below image. And I mean short. After all, I’m meant to be working on my assessment task.


A Brief Conversation

Tamara had always felt like an outcast. For that reason she tended to find solace and comfort in the presence of other outcasts. She had spotted the green guy in his top hat and waist coat from inside the restaurant. She wanted to talk to him. He would understand. He knew what it was like to be different. To be singled out. To be surrounded by dimwits constantly moving but going nowhere. Just going in circles.

She sat down beside the green giant and leaned against his hind leg. “I know how you feel,” she said aloud, as if the thing had the ability to listen. “I’m stuck, too. My parents are inside with their friends. They’re all talking and laughing, and I’m just bored. You look bored, too. It’s okay, I’ll keep you company. We can keep each other company.” She gazed up at his stoic green face. “I like your hat. It’s fancy. You’re far too fancy for this place. We deserve to be somewhere better.”

She smiled and leaned closer against her inanimate friend. She liked the dapper object. She felt comfortable there. More comfortable than inside the restaurant. So comfortable, that she slowly but surely drifted asleep.


How One Thought Can Shape A Lifetime

This will not be a lough-out-loud or charismatically-induced-gentle-smile post. It will be a sad post. For me at least. If you know me it says an awful lot about me. If you don’t, be prepared to learn a little something. I do apologize. I’ll make the next one fun and uplifting.  Think of this as me attempting the therapy I never received.

This is something I have only ever told one person. So to throw it up on the internet is… daunting. I know you’ll all be gentle, I’m not worried about that. It’s still daunting.

By the way, this is for the Daily Post Weekly Writing Challenge: I Remember. Okay…


The Worst Movie Death Scene Ever?

If you like ridiculous death scenes in films that are meant to be serious, you are going to enjoy this.
I was only going to do one video post for the Weekly Writing Challenge, but I could no longer resist the urge to share this with you all.
This is quite possibly the worst movie death scene ever. This clip is from the 1973 Turkish film ‘Kareteci Kiz’, which translates to ‘Karate Girl’… I think. My Turkish is a little rusty. And that isn’t a euphemism.
Anyway, I hope you enjoy this ridiculous scene. I know I get a laugh out of it every time.

And if you know of an even worse movie death scene, please feel free to share!

Weekly Writing Challenge: Reel Talk – Luther

This week’s Weekly Writing Challenge: Reel Talk asks us to incorporate a bit of cinema into our post. Well, if I can work out how, I will do just that.

This video (if I don’t fudge it up) is a trailer for the amazing TV mini-series, “Luther”. What a fantastic show it is. Being a definite fan of Idris Elba, I was extremely interested in watching this show. I don’t watch a lot of detective shows. But I just knew I’d like this. And I do. It’s very different to other cop shows. It takes risks others would not dare, and I think these risks pay off. All the performances are brilliant. I am enthralled every single second. I just finished watching the first two seasons today. Smashed them out in 4 days. I can go about finishing my assignment for Friday now.

I simply became hooked. And I want to watch it all again, right now. Particularly the first season. SO good. I highly recommend it. There are some pretty sinister themes in there, but if you can get through the squeamish bits, the show is magnificent.

So, my video post is basically a ‘two thumbs up’ review for the detective television mini-series that is “Luther”. Enjoy the trailer…

A Pinch of Me

This shall be my first attempt at one of the weekly writing challenges offered by the WordPress Daily Post. For this, we are to provide a recipe of ourselves. A brief look at the ingredients that make us up. So, what’s on the menu tonight? Well, it’s me!

A Recipe for Disaster


2 Tablespoons humility

1 Cup whimsy

6’4″ of Height

3 Teaspoons kindness

1/4 Cup eclecticism

1 1/2 Pounds friendliness

1 Packet loyalty

7  Kg goofiness

2 Cups empathy

1 Dash of sarcasm

1/4 Cup OCD

200 g Playfulness


Combine in a trough and heat to summer temp. Sprinkle with loving friends and serve with good music. Goes well with a fine red.