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Can confirm. 9 months in. 4 hours sleep last night. Off to work.
June 2, 2025 at 7:35 AM
It was funny. At a time where struggling A-Listers turned to TV to rescue their careers it was a weirdly believable pitch. Plus, I liked the blog a lot. You (and most of the other HMV crew at the time) know so much more about film than I do that it became a good source of recommendation.
April 2, 2025 at 2:00 PM
A sad day. I know how much you loved him. “Sniffer” will need a new leading man.
April 2, 2025 at 7:37 AM
I’m so sorry Rae. On the big switch over from X, Jan was one of the first I looked for, even though we had barely ever interacted. He always came across as kind, well measured and intelligent. Easy to see how much he adored you too. He’ll be so very missed. YNWA, Jan.
March 28, 2025 at 8:49 AM
And Mum just isn’t really Mum anymore. I miss them both so fucking much. If I can be half the parent to my daughter that they were to me, I’d have done a great job. I can only hope to not leave her in such a fucking mess when I pass on.
December 25, 2024 at 12:57 AM
So if you’re spending time with your folks this Christmas, tell them how much you love and appreciate them. I never got the chance to thank Dad for everything and for being the best I could have wished for.
December 25, 2024 at 12:57 AM
The light at the end of a shitty couple of years has been extinguished in the knowledge that there’s no keeping Mum out of care anymore. It feels like my Dad worked and died for nothing. I’m finding it difficult to be in the Christmas spirit.
December 25, 2024 at 12:56 AM
Again. I know it’s all privilege… and it is. But it also comes with the responsibility of doing whatever we can to keep Mum happy, all the while knowing that that wasn’t at all what dad had saved the money for.
December 25, 2024 at 12:56 AM
I appreciate that my parents having any assets at all separates me and makes me luckier than many people in this country. I’m finding it hard though. Suddenly (and perhaps rightly) I can no longer rely on any inheritance.
December 25, 2024 at 12:56 AM
Mum lasted 4 days with my sister. Alzheimer’s has turned her bitter, aggressive and violent. My sister couldn’t cope. I don’t blame her. Back to care for mum. Back to haemorrhaging money. Eventually their house will need to be sold.
December 25, 2024 at 12:55 AM
Care costs are around £1k a week. My sister has adult kids now and decided to uproot her life to take mum in to look after her herself and try to stop everything Dad worked for from disappearing. Mum moved in last week
December 25, 2024 at 12:55 AM
Care is expensive. Cripplingly so. Dad worked hard for his money, bought a house and had a fair bit saved. All with the intention of looking after his kids when he died. Because he died suddenly there was no will. All of his money went to Mum.
December 25, 2024 at 12:54 AM
The two of them never got on for as long as I can remember. Constantly arguing and a deep seated contempt for one another. They were together because neither wanted the divorce that would see them take only half of their savings (almost entirely contributed to by Dad).
December 25, 2024 at 12:54 AM
My own father died suddenly, aged 65, in an accident at home a couple of years ago. My mum has Alzheimers and has been living in care since Dad died (he was looking after her) as she can’t look after herself
December 25, 2024 at 12:53 AM
This is my first Christmas as a father. My daughter is a little too young (4 months) to appreciate it, but me and my partner are doing everything we can to make it special. I’m struggling a bit personally though.
December 25, 2024 at 12:53 AM
Bobby Davro.
November 28, 2024 at 1:00 AM
My best pal at primary school (in London) was a Liverpool fan due to family ties. I wanted to be a bit like him back in 1994, so picked them ahead of the other popular playground choices of United or Arsenal. Irony is, I’m probably more of a fan now than him or his family ever were.
November 17, 2024 at 10:54 AM
@conanriquelme.bsky.social - You put an order in yet?
November 15, 2024 at 2:23 PM
The Conclusion: I know I’m not particularly old (yet), but fucking hell the drop off is so noticeable that I might as well be 84. If you’re 25 and you stumble across this, just know that it’s coming for you too. Enjoy those stepovers while you can. The older lads hate you… and probably themselves.
November 14, 2024 at 11:17 PM
The Frustration pt2: It’s the worst. Knowing exactly what you want to do, but your body no longer being capable of doing it. For context, I’ve never even been THAT good. Not being capable despite being willing is a bitter pill, unsurprisingly comparable to humble pie and sour grapes.
November 14, 2024 at 11:16 PM
The Frustration: Looking at the younger lads as they whizz past me with ease and thinking “In my 20s I was far better than you”. Your 20s were a while ago, old man. This is the new world. Sour grapes taste every bit as shitty as humble pie.
November 14, 2024 at 11:16 PM