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My best posts of 2017

So 2017 is almost over. It’s difficult to work out whether it’s been slightly better than 2016 or just a continuation of a new, depressing norm. That’s how things seem to be in the bigger picture anyway. Closer to home, I’ve had a mixed bag. Losing my Grandma, although she’d had an amazing innings, was …

Seven years a blogger!

A man pointing at a badge with the number seven on it.

Seven years ago today, I wrote my first ever blog post. It was short, to the point and without any pictures. It was also the most uncomfortable thing I’ve ever written. Not because I was putting myself out there, you understand. I was a journalist back then, so was already familiar with that. It was …

What a couple of days

Well, what a couple of days that has been. The last 48 hours have been something of a rollercoaster of emotions. On Wednesday, we said our final goodbyes to my Grandma who passed away recently. Her funeral was much more of a celebration of life, but there was still sadness of course. It was a …

My best posts of 2016

A selection of images from the best posts of 2016 on Diary of the Dad.

There’s no getting away from it, 2016 has been a monumentally depressing year. As well as Brexit, Trump and the loss of so many great talents, it’s been generally bad for everyone I know. Like most, I can’t wait to see the back of 2016 but I think it’s still important to find positives where …

How I escaped stress

An exit sign being used to show how I escaped stress.

When I spotted that it was National Stress Awareness Day today, I felt compelled to write about how I escaped stress. For no other reason than the fact that I hope my experience might help others. Around 18 months ago, I was coming to the end of a miserable year in an incredibly stressful job. I …

A different kind of leap year

A man jumping across a chasm.

I’ve been my own boss for a year now. A year and a day, actually, given the existence of 29 February. A whole 366 days without pointless meetings, petty office politics, red tape, commuter hell and overpriced coffee. As you can probably tell, I don’t miss my old existence at all. It was making me stressed, tired …