This column first appeared in the Lancashire Evening Post. I have decided I need to be less grumpy. It isn’t so much that I am a bad person. My social skillset is reasonability well developed and I would say that I am on the more pleasant end of the spectrum.Read → December 03, 2018
When I’m not chatting away on the radio, I’m usually hunched over a laptop, hammering away at the keys.
Here you will find some of my latest scribblings for the guardian, Grazia, The Times and The Lancashire Evening Post up north.
Occasionally, I’ll write something exclusive to this website, so be sure to keep checking back in.
I shouldn’t be able to write this article. I was told so growing up. I faced an unrelenting barrage of reasons why I couldn’t do things. “You want to write? You’ll struggle holding a basic job down, lad, never mind write” “One day, Darryl will realise that talking and actingRead → October 31, 2018
It is Thursday and I am going through the finer details of my recent house purchase. My girlfriend and I have made the ultimate show of love and commitment and agreed to own some bricks together. No more renting. No more get-out clauses. I have learned to live with herRead → October 22, 2018
This column first appeared in the Lancashire Evening Post… It is Friday and I am having my hair cut. Friday is my day off. Or, it was. Now Monday is my day off too. And Thursday. And Tuesday. And all the other days in-between. A recent departure from my eveningRead → July 23, 2018
This column first appeared in the Lancashire Evening Post. I am at a party and I don’t know anyone. It’s my friend Tom’s 40th and after the shattering grief of realising I have friends turning 40, I calm myself enough to attend his soirée. We arrive at the fashionably lateRead → May 20, 2018
This column first appeared in the Lancashire Evening Post… It is Monday morning and I have a difficult decision to make. My girlfriend and I are buying a house and it’s gone to a bidding war. Uncertainty and tension fills the air around us as we frantically calculate what weRead → February 24, 2018
This column first appeared on New Year’s Day in the Lancashire Evening Post. The tree is drooping and the purple Quality Street sit lonely in the bottom of the tub. Nobody likes the purple ones, do they? I think they have nuts in them and that’s like eating fruit andRead → January 13, 2018
This column first appeared in the Lancashire Evening Post. It is Tuesday and I am pretending to know things about cars. “I’ve found a nice one,” my girlfriend had said, “a red Ford Focus, just out of town. Will you come with me to have a look?” I am aRead → October 30, 2017
This column first appeared in the Lancashire Evening Post. It is Friday and I am doing the big shop. Alone. It’s four days since I convinced my girlfriend that I could handle it without her. “I’ve got this,” I’d said – and we both knew I hadn’t. Four days toRead → October 09, 2017