You have always been their in my life & given me good tips,

Like how to swim & ride my bike

And keep quiet while you kip.

Other stuff came naturally like our friendship.

For all the pocket-money lending,

And The hours listening to me venting,

For letting me off with lots of rule bending,

And believing me even when I was just inventing,

My respect for you is truly unending. 

As time is getting on its important that you know,

That you mean the world to me & helped to make me grow,

You are a great dad to me & my bro,

And I carry you in my heart wherever I go.

My memories of our adventures will never ever perish,

And please know that every day your strength & love I cherish.

So many special moments in each year,

But sharing them with you made them Dear,

Your a hero to me dad, so i never had to fear.

May you enjoy your day & an ice cold beer.

Happy Father's Day pops x

Seven traits i detest in people - maybe not in this order...

1. Me,Me,Me:
I hate people who are in it for themselves. These people are so wrapped up in there own little world that they don't see what other people are going through/feeling/thinking, which most of the time is a lot more than themselves. I hate selfish people, is there actually a need for it?
These type of people are the kids who bully because they think themselves higher than the rest.
Often these are the kids that were spoilt or given to much of a good thing when they were younger. Some of whom were never told that they maybe,heaven forbid, have a fault!
It does people good to have fault, it gives them something to change and aim for. It also teaches us that were not perfect and its not right to be perfect.

2. Ego boost:
The next type of trait i can't stand is the constant "i need an ego boost, tell me something good about myself..." people. These people always need reassurance that there work,clothes,choices are great and that your totally agree with them, so much so...you may be jealous. These people, who i name ego boosters - are often people with very low self esteem were they can't judge for themselves if there doing good and are desperate not to fail. That said, most of the time these people no there is good, they just want the attention and to feel that someone is sharing in there ego boosting ways.

3. Lets forgive and forget:
up there as one of my most hated trait would have to be the "lets forgive and forget" types.
I no a lot of these people to different extremes but they all have the same blinked glasses on. They think that no matter what it is they have done, be it killed your cat or borrowed your pencil without asking, they can just come back the next hour,day,year and say "I'm sorry, lets just forgive and forget". It also seems law that we have to agree to said thing and act like we do forgive, because, in a way that's there way of apologizing... well I'm sorry, but NO.

4. bloods thicker than water:
Oh that quote makes my blood boil. Its pretty self explanatory and you guess why i hate it but let me explain... This for me leads on from number 3, family members feel they can treat you as they like and they can justify it because your "family" and "bloods thicker than water". I really do not care who I'm related to, to me unless you prove yourself worthy of the title of family,then your not part of one. most of my family aren't worthy of there title, that's why i don't see them. Iv heard them all over the years, live and let live, lets sleeping dogs lie etc. they will not wash with me. Wow, we have the same grandparents that means you can do what you like and say what you like,..err, no.

5. Bulling:
you hear a lot about this in the news and its obvious why we all hate the people that do it and of course there is the same old chestnuts, "they do it because there insecure". what ever the reasons these people are nasty horrid creatures but it has to said, we have all done a form of it in our lives, be it telling someone you hate what there wearing, or laughing at someone when they fall over. Just because you haven't done it over and over or kicked someone really hard, it doesn't mean its not bullying. if you make someone feel bad about them self's which ever way you may have done so, that's bullying..its nasty and its horrid and the people who go out of there way to do so should be dam right ashamed of themselves.

6. Vanity:
I am all for people having confidence but when they shove it down your throat at every god given moment it makes me sick. Jealousy it is not. Have you ever sat on the bus and the girl in front is constantly flicking her hair from side to side or a man is constantly checking his reflection in the window... I'm am happy people have self believe and make an effort, lets face it..if they didn't no one would ever get married etc. but i hate people who no there good looking or they aren't good looking but people have told them so due to them wanting an ego boost (see number 2) and wanting there ego massaged. What ever happened to natural beauty were you were pretty and attractive but you kept it under wraps. I enjoy seeing beauty, it makes the world seem less..well ugly. Just some people go ott.

7. I want it all my own way:
Have you ever been in a situation or doing group work were someone is always dictating the whole thing, everything has to be done there way or no way at all. They are in charge and your dammed if you don't no it. These people do my nut in, they have to take all the credit all of the time and pride themselves on being a no it all. They will resort to almost anything to get there own way, from bullying to crying. it normally works as most people will do anything for a quiet life. these people tend to be an only child for obvious reasons. this reinforces in my mind why kids need to learn to share, there are many adults who do the same, they tend to be the type who suck up to the boss and hang on any person ,with authority, words.

The sad thing is we all no someone like each of these!

WOW...

Its 01/02/2010 already!

I still remember crimbo,new year,my birthday... my bank card still remembers them as well...and my waistline...

2 days in till my mummy's birthday,7 days in till my brothers birthday. Oh and not forgetting my mamas birthday on valentines day.

Shops aren't stupid, they really aren't and its this time of the year i really notice this. They have there little lost leaders piled high at the front of the shop.

"2 cases of beer, £12"

Which in turn makes people buy there nuts,crisps and lemonade ultimately turning a £10 shop into a £40 shop.

Easter eggs were on the shelves before the new year and now the festive season seems like yesterday to us and 2 years ago to the retailers, we have Easter eggs on every shelf.

Also stuck on the shelf is valentines stuff, the poor supermarkets just haven't got enough room to shove all the stuff they want us to buy, in our face fast enough.

On the other hand... they wouldn't do it if we didn't buy it, the best thing to do is...

well buy it?

If YOU don't buy it, it doesn't mean they wouldn't do it again, it would take a good few thousand people for these supermarkets to fail.

Did you no they put the items they want to sell more on the left, because most people use that hand to pick things up with...sneaky hey?

anyhow, here's to thinking this year is going way to fast and hoping i have a lovely pile of parcels delivered today or my mum wont have a very nice birthday!

Steven Michael Wright - 25/01/2010

Yesterday i attended my uncles funeral.
It was exactly what i expect, give or take a few things. Before i begin i think its important for you to no that my uncle wasn't a normal uncle in fact, he wasn't a normal guy so his funeral was not your average funeral but it is very fitting for him.

7.00am:
The day started with the normal daily things, up, breakfast, get dressed in my comfy clothes. I then went with my dad to walk the dog and get his hair cut (my dads hair that is, not the dogs!)

10am:
We headed into bullwell to pick up the flowers.

11:30am:
I sat with my dad wile he reflected on his older brothers life.

12am:
I had a shower, did my hair and put on my all black (even hair bobbles) outfit.

1:30pm:
Helped my brother pick his outfit, and do his tie (think its a man thing, no man can do there tie)

1:50pm:
We left the house, i had flowers piled high on my knee and couldn't move..not the best position to be in for a long time.. but we were... because what always happens in these situations, happened.... TRAFFIC JAM caused by ROAD WORKS!!!
The road that should have took 5 mins to get down took 30mins!! Mum then felt it was the right time to do her nails - she wanted to paint them black and to be honest, considering we were driving, she did a good job. Her mascara then leaked in her bag so when we stopped at the petrol station she ran to the loo to get some tissue.
Once everyone was back in the car we headed off to the crematorium at bramcote.

2:30pm:
We pulled up into the car park, finally i got my legs back and the flowers - thank god - were still in one peace. We met up with some of the family outside the chapel and awaited the rest to arrive, we had a chat and caught up as we hadn't seen most of them in a few years. We moved inside as it was freezing and when my mum signaled the coffin and the car was here, we all went outside again.
The coffin was smaller than everyone expected, he was a tall guy, maybe his legs were bent???
He had 3 skulls on top of his coffin and a candle, very uncle Steve, he was into his Gothic stuff so this was him down to a tee.
As the men lifted his coffin out, the skull fell off to which we all smiled and shouted "oh that's Steve, always causing trouble".
We followed the coffin inside, they placed it on a stand to the right and we all sat to the left. The man doing the service also did my grandads funeral, it was nice to see someone we new.
There was no himes or prayers, he wasn't religious.
A rock song played as we entered. My dad sat on the front row with his 3 sisters and my brother sat next to him, me and my mum sat behind along with another 2 rows of family and friends.
The man said a few words about how Steve didn't want a normal funeral and then continued to read a poem he said he found fitting to Steve, it was fitting.
Here is that poem.


I read of a man who stood to speak,
At the funeral of a friend.
He referred to the dates on his coffin,
From the beginning.... to the end.

He noted that first came his date of birth
And spoke the following date with tears,
But he said what mattered most of all
Was the dash between those years.

For that dash represents all the time
That he spent alive on earth...
And now only those who loved him
Know what that little line is worth.

For it matters not, how much we own;
The cars... the house....the cash,
What matters is how we live and love
And how we spend our dash.


After that the man invited family to stand round his coffin as we said goodbye, the curtains closed around the coffin and he was sent to be cremated. We sat down and listen to a song he chose, another rock song, by this point most member of the family were crying.
We then stood to another song wile we reflected on his life, we then left via the exit past the flower tributes (including the ones that had been on my nee for the best part of an hour!).
We said out goodbyes and kissed everyone.
My auntie then said to us:
"lets hope were not back here for a good 10 years, we've buried enough members of our family for now!" (mum,dad,brother).

My dad didn't want to go to the after party, he wanted to say his own goodbye so instead we headed off to the stadium for a meal.

We headed home and watched TV wile we got over the days events.
The funeral was fitting for a man that liked to stand out and he chose most of it himself.

There are a few things that i won't go into as people read this that maybe offended, like the people who should have been there, that won't and the people who were there that shouldn't have been.

Also i won't be putting any photos on as i think that's private,
that aside, it was a nice send off and i hope he R.I.P.

End of an era.

Today i helped my dad with some funeral arrangements for his brother.

Mixed emotions on my part as i really could think of a million other things to do.

I find it hard to pretend to like the guy after everything he has done to our family & the hurt he has caused but i would never wish him dead.

He died of cancer, probably the worst way anyone could die, he fucked his body up no end through out his life with various substances so some would say its his own fault.

The bottom line is, i would never wish him any pain - regardless of his past mistakes.

That aside i hope i went someway towards taking my dads mind of things by being the lovely daughter i am.

I made him laugh, taught him some more, much needed computer skills & watched the whole series of the royle family with him.

Mean wile he sipped away on beer and pulled funny faces at me - his ideal day off work.

Catch you later x