Oh how my bottocks yearn

This painting has been sat on my easel for bloody weeks now. And I go and take a shite photo of it!
I suppose I've been going through a bit of a 'buttock man' phase for quite a while.. Tight jeans, pencil skirts, little hipster pants... You know the script... Hey! I'm a Bloke! It's my job... But all that is coming to an end, and recent developments have heralded in the dawn of 'girlie man'... I am revisiting a craft my Gran taught me as a child, knitting... Ok, friends and workmates browsing past this post will probably yell WTF!! KNITTING? Yeah? Well fuck the lot of you.. My name is Adie and I knit... And like death metal... (put that in to boost the bloke cred)

Here's Rosie modelling her new school scarf, which seemed to take forever. I threw in a couple of 'oh bollocks' (Well, more than a few actually.) here and there to help things along.. Now I'm on with a nice little cardi to keep her warm through the early spring. It's coming along nicely too..... I'm learning new techniques, like throwing the lot across the lounge... The knit one, purl one kick the cat up the arse for 'helping' with the yarn one. Knit one, slip one, pick it back up again cos it's the wrong one... I know them all intimately now.... How quickly I learn, how fabulous I am... (positive mental attitude) I do have a big nudger, I am not overweight and I am going to trade my wife in for two eighteen year olds. (I'm like a jack russell chasing a car... Wouldn't know what to do with it if I caught one)

Watcha think.. Is this just a bit too cute... I'm going to drink lots of beer and swear a lot to get testosterone levels back up to that of a 'real man' and not some sissy assed manknitter..

I've just looked in the fridge and all I have is Pear Cider.... Not looking good is it? And that's Sally's... I'll get thumped if I have that.....

New painting (no boobs)

Better Days

Actually I've painted lots since the last time I blogged a painting.. I just haven't been in any mood for blogging. This one is painted in acrylic and oil and is on canvas 1000 x 800 or if you want that in old money 39 x 32.. If you want to buy it then it's up for sale.. Email me...

Diving into the depths of hell

I must be the worst person ever for just throwing any kind shite into my garage.. 'where can I put this box?' Throw the fucker in the garage... Got some spare timber/bricks/bags of old clothes/books/ put the fuckers in the garage...... Need a tool?... Shit, it's under the big pile of crap in the garage.. See my problem? Well, it's not officially a problem until I need to find something that has a legitimate right to be in there..
So yesterday, I blitzed it.. I started at one end and worked my way through until I had reclaimed the lot!!! I boxed up, taped up, wrapped up and bagged up everything I don't need and dumped it ready for taking to the tip!!! Yey me!! Now I need to start on my van!! That's full of the tools I couldn't fit in the garage.
I think I've always been a bit of a procrastinator, (wife nods head like mad) and put things off until the last possible second. The problem is, I'm 48 now and not about to change any time soon.. That doesn't bode well for the garage...

First try with iPhone app

Hi bloggfans I'm just trying out a new blogging app for my iPhone. Hopefully it will get me blogging once again after a long, long layoff


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You looking at my birds tits?!!

Haven't done much of anything for a while.. Been depressed and stuff and in a kinda meh mood.. The tablets have sorted me out now.. Yey drugs!!!

Going to see slipknot soon... Got the inspiration from Mick Thompson's mask for my latest painting. Decided to give acrylics a go, never tried them before and was a bit scared of how quickly they dry. I'm used to oils which you can work on for days before the paint dries.. Acrylics dry in minutes..

Inner Demons

Nuff said

I am inspired.. It took an amazing video and an amazing musician.....

Lickin' dog sick

Had a great time at Lola's party last weekend. Hurtling headlong into her dotage now she is. I was the designated driver so drank quarts of orange juice, my innards are still recovering! Good food, good music and good company, what more do you need.. Maybe a sparkly silver loo seat. Rosie is still talking about it, I feel like a failure as a father because ours match the suite colour, not a dot of glitter in sight. Maybe I should do something to rectumfy it....

I'm not what you would call the life and soul of the party, I like to sit and listen to what others have to say... And with so many different people from different backgrounds I was struck dumb.. Such interesting people. I got good lurk... But bugger all photo's cos I forgot my camera.. Sigh.

Some friends last us a lifetime, some are shite. It seems we have an abundance of both at the moment. Lola's a keeper... Others will fall by the wayside, I'd rather lick dog sick than keep crap friends, I'm too old to faff about wasting my time with them....