Andy Hawthorne

Thoughts on life and its absurdities.
You can also read more over on my Substack.

Ah, coming up with ideas! It’s a bit like trying to trap an eel inside...

Now look, I’m a reasonable man. I don’t have any great expectations from life. So,...

Last night I couldn’t breathe and I couldn’t stop sweating. I was able to wring...

My wife Mary started a new job yesterday. She is at the hospital as a...

The day announced it was Saturday (at the weekend). I had to check because calendars...

I looked out of the window. Nothing much going on out there. I read the...

I have a jacket. It’s warm. It fits. I wear it every day. Apart from...

Turns out, writing graffiti is addictive. Not the sort that gets you chased by angry...

I thought about something that seemed a bit strange— Which, for me, is not strange...

My son is buying a car and I’m bleeding money. I made the mistake of...

I’m sitting here with a fan swooshing warm air around and a cold compress on...

Yes, I am, thank you. I have three or four. I’ve lost count. Why? I...

No working person likes Sundays. Or very few. Because freedom is about to melt into...

Ah, blogging… It sounds like something you might suffer from after eating too many sausages...

There comes a time in every man’s career when he glances around the meeting room,...