I cannot wait for this year to end. Its been the shittest of shittest years ever. So whats gone wrong, I think whats gone right might be easier.

In 2013:

I had to put mother into a care home due to her Dementia getting worse and Dad, who was her carer, no longer being able to cope due to failing health. he tried his best god dammit ! That happened in July. She now no longer recognises me when I visit her.

Dads health, slowly got worse where I had to rush him to hospital, within 11 days, from onset to death, lung cancer killed him. I put in place dads end of dads with the hospital, MacMillan trust cancer charity, had meeting with the various experts as to what would be best for Dad and then meeting with care homes for his final days. Dad was moved to a care home on a Wed, he died on the following Saturday morning. Meanwhile, I had to take 4 days off without leave to attend to this, when I returned, I got a bollocking for being off, the boss not giving 2 fucks about Dad dying, he wanted to know why I was off, despite me calling management everyday with an update, of which at the time they were happy with

At the same time, my partner was diagnosed with breast cancer and starts her chemo regime, then 4 lots of treatment on January 2nd. She has lost half a breast and during the chemo will lose her hair, one of the attractions I had was her her hair. At least it will grow back and I will still have her.

In November, I lost my Uncle Terry, we were a pretty close family, so another loss that hit us all hard

Some clownshoe dumped a concrete block in the side of the road that I couoldnt avoid, wrecked my left side alloy which meant I need 2 new tires, a new set of alloys to keep me on the road for Uncle Ts funeral. And after it seems there is further damage, which will cost in excess of £600 to repair ( yes I have insurance but I am not going to claim for that amount, plus the car is drivable) on the plus side, new car in the new year , oh and I still have my R6

I got hauled into the bosses office on Thursday over a trivial matter which could go further, I have a target on my back and it seems I am the cheapest and easiest option to go for for a disciplinary of which I am so going to fight tooth and nail. And to cap it off, as he took me in the office, asked me how my fucking Dad was ! Clueless shit ! He had only been dead, 3 month ! Fuckwitt

Roll on 2014 SG people. Al the very best, may it be a quiet one over the festive period and you all come out safe

much love

xxx