I have settled into something of a rhythm. Working 6 days a week cos, come the end of the month, we need the overtime to pay for Freyja's nursery fees (even taking into account the vouchers we both get from work). I work every Saturday 9 - 5 - hence this rather hurried post from a work computer.

I do my baguazhang class every Friday night. Hope to incorporate Tuesday night classes soon, too, but see poverty above for one obstacle to that.

We often visit family at weekends and the rest of the time is spent keeping up with our daughter - crazy as she is. For a (nearly) 11-month old, she is both very clever and completely loopy. Then again, like her mum, she is a readhead.

Enough said.

A day or two ago, I had a really good idea for a post that was too long and detailed for Facebook and that would herald my return to LiveJournal. Sadly, that post is lost in the mists of my memory and so I will probably just chunter on for a while.

Home life is very good. I know it is a cliche, but the birth of your first child really is revelatory. I don't feel like anything has changed as such. At least, nothing has changed in and of myself. Freyja is a wonderful daughter and is already a part of the family that we almost can't remember being without. But referring to myself as a father, or thinking of myself as such, just seems weird.

Not exactly raking money in, workwise, but we are getting by and managing to do some fun stuff. Case in point is our trip to see Fields of the Nephilim at Brixton Academy in a couple of weeks. Really looking forward to that. Going out seems less important, too - though we stil manage a pub or other outing now and then.

Spiritually, my heathen 'path' (much as I hate to use that word, like I am really following anything other than just living my life?) is relaxing somewhat. I have dallied with some of the fluffier bits of paganism and one or two things have interested me. Those are being investigated further, but essentially I am returning to the cynical curmudgeon I always was. Though my beliefs are less black and white now and leave more room for interpretation.

Looking forward to Freyja's first Yule. Before that, though, we have mam and dad visiting from Lincolnshire this weekend. Will be nice to see them again for the first time since July. That is one thing I miss in Manchester, my family back over the other side of the Pennines.

I appear to have posted back here again.

Oh, well...

Now everybody seems to have abandoned this place it kinda makes me want to start posting again all the more.

Wait and see, I guess.

I remember this place....

Still feels kinda homey.