Popular Tortures For Everyday Folks


Read After Burnout

images-127“Wintertown is Coming!”

There was a very definite chill in the air when I eventually swung my legs out of bed this morning. We have a bedroom with an immense bow window. It’s very ornate, chosen by my wife when she upgraded the entire front of the house, but it is not all that economical; it leaks heat and admits cold.

We were waking on one of those midweek days, still cold from the previous night’s drop in temperature. The cat had taken to sleeping on the bottom of the bed since the weekend of fireworks that celebrated the torture and ritualised savagery that the Jacobeans called God’s justice; many Brits know it as Bonfire night.

I personally do not like a firework. They are expensive and annoying. They bring the nerves of the old and infirmed, along with the pet-population, to a breaking point for the several days that…

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This is the story of what happened to me when anxiety took a grip. I lost my senses, I lost my job, and I lost me. I then turned to writing to find those things that had gone missing. How can you teach when you believe that education is a business that is failing in its primary remit of helping to create a better society? Indeed, how can you teach when you believe that you have nothing of value to pass on? The book/blog is the story of my recovery from the absolute darkness of the early days. It is an Odyssey through my life over the last twelve months and a retracing of my steps to discover how I found myself there. More than all of that, it is a re-evaluation and a rejoicing of all that which I call life. Happy reading and I hope it helps. There is madness, Everyday Madness, and not all of it comes from within.

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