Santa

Santa
Santa claus was Busy this year, to Busy to get to ramlösa and see My kids! Im not à happy camper.
Devorce to à Child is much more complicated than it is for adults.
Suddenly they have 2 homes, the stability they took for granted, either good or bad has gone, Mum has à New fella, dad has à New bird, sometimes they inherit siblings?, all very confusing for kids, ad to that Mum or dad maybe both are bitter jaded shadows of the fun living people WHO brought them in to the world, and the icing on the cake santa didnt come, oh yeah there were presents but no bloody santa, why?
Well dad was away With his bird - point dad, Mum cried "_its Hard the first christmas alone your daddy doesnt Care he went away" + point Mum , I cant speak for every breaker up only mine, and the usual shit you hear from others WHO have ventured down the same path.
Its your dads fault, he left Me, its your dads fault he found another women, i gave HIM children doesnt that mean anything, your dad has à New life, he does love you, he wants to see you  BUT I WANT LET HIM,
Men whether or not it was your fault that the relationship falled is irrelevant, your the twat now, and the x Will make damn sure that the kids wont trust you anymore, I see My 2 littlest one very regular, the 12 year old not so often, which is saddening. i have à 17 year old WHO i have not seen for 8  fucking yesrs, the x x made sure of that, now she is à peice of work, extreamly good looking extreamly evil, the less Said about that animal the better.
The x well much like many other relationships had its ups and Downs , really good Times' some bad Times' to much Grey time, to be honest our relationship of 14 yrs was dead before to told Me to piss off, there was nobody Else involved, well not on My side, we drifted apart for à number of years, à few brief glipses of how it used to be, sex once in à bluemoon, arguments about nothing? And then that bloody horrible Grey deadzone, i always Said to myself stay for the kids, not always the best idea, ive always been big on family, so it was very Hard for Me to go, the only saving grace was that I work away quite à lot, so the little ones had it much easier than many kids, WHO in there eyse dad just dissapeared.
My escape route was majorca, i work there 6 months à year, the kids came down for 9 weeks, so life was pretty much the same old same old for them.
The x did the big mistake of telling the 12 yr old " its over With your father and Me" end of. To much information for à young girl,
It was painful very painful but after to many shitty e mail, to many nasty comments, and 4 months of total silence from , i moved on.
BINGO,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,, nothing can prepare à man for the rath of à women nothing, boys  there à different creature to us, they have selective memories, can make black look white, make there wrongs right, in à nut Shell, when you meet somebody you are f_ucked!,,,,,,!
How could you, i never broke up, i thought you would wait, you bastard,   i hate you, you twat, i didnt mean piss off i meant  i meant i love you, i just needed à little 6 month break to sort My fucking head out,and decide if i wanted to have sex With My x,, woops you New i went for dinner With him, he didnt mean anything when he texted Me at 4,30 in the morning saying how he missed Me !!!!!!!!!!!
Yeap boys your fucked because it was all your fault?
Youve put Weight on, yeap no sex
Your letting yourself go, yeap no sex
You dont cuddle Me, WHATS the fucking point, NO SEX,
None of that really mattered, i was With My kids, everyday, but there Comes à breaking point à point of no return, no matter how much you love your children, doing the right thing can so often be the wrong thing to do.
In time things get better, never the same for à Child,they seen to forget hearing the late night rows, they would Rather grow up With Mum and dad not loving each other showing any love or respect for each other, than Mum and dad being happy apart, because so often we forget that kids blame thenm selfs when parents split up, they loose there family,
So the one thing i can promise My kids is that as With every year before your Mum and dad split up, NeXT year santa Will not be to Busy to visit in person, because as With every year before your Mum and dad split, i Will fix santa, and you Will spend christmas With Me.
So now the New year is upon us, every year like most people i make ressolutions i never keep, smoking, trainning, drinking, the usual, this year however i am maning à New year ressolution i know i can keep.
Im going to be à good dad,
Happy New year, may your devorces be painless, no hold on its not april fools day.


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The decline of paradise

volcanic ash

What can you say, all the sad tails of stranded people, governments in a panic, Brown and co clueless as usual, I do think there all over reacting,

Still I had a right trip, I was sat up thursday evening/friday morning chcking the easyshite website hoping my flight would still go, of course it didnt, So at 7am friday morning I decided to drive to the UK, I had a gig on saturday evening at North Notts Arena, I dont miss gigs simple as that,

I posted on Facebook I was off on a road trip, an old friend Jennie mailed me Im off to brugge to meet my boyfriend, Great I had company off we went, Im my partners mazda 2, its new but 1700 kilometers in a mazda 2 LONG WAY.

Thanks to Jennie flashin a bit of flesh we got the boat between denmark and Germany, we were the last car on, well done jennie, I had a 25 euro steak that was like rubber, still we were on our way, I thought id be cute and not fill in in denmark, sometimes im a right muppet, 1.56 euro a fuckin liter in krautland , but there coffee is very nice, we drove and drove road work after road work, monster traffic jams, more nice kraut coffee bog stops to empty the coffee, Jennie had a drive wheres the shift stick?????????

We drove through Europe amazingly only getting diverted once we didnt have a sat nav, so wel done again jennie, After 14 hours we made Brugge and jenie met her man, lovely.

I stopped at a service station and picked a bloke called steve up, sat with a teddy bear,and a sign my daughters 3 tomorrow England please, jump in mate, a few kilpmeters later I splattered bambi, sorry kids, smashed the front end yippie,

Now if your going to Dunkirk allow a day to find the FUCKING FERRY TEMINAL, not easy, I got there at 1am 17 hours non stop driving, picked up another bloke sat on his briefcase, he wasnt allowed on the boat as a foot passenger, jump in mate,

The boat when it left was packed, strangely enough with POLLACKS, and of course people tryin to get home.

I tried to kip on a bench no joy, on the floor no joy, By this time I was knackered, but I could not help feeling sorry for the families stuck in limbo, it was hard enough for me and 1000s of other people but to be stuck with small kids what a nightmare.

4.30am i landed in England, I had to go to Romford to pick up my PA system from the gig the weekend before, sadly if id left it in the car at stansted airport I dont think it would have still been there?

I pulled up at 7,15 am outside henderssons, reclined the seat and had a kip.

9am i woke up with cramp,

10am I was on my way

14.00 pm i got pulled on the A1 by a right power mad little prick , do you know you were doing 55 mph on a 50 mph part of the motorway sir?. No was my simple reply, Cant you read, FUCK OFF was my reply, the mazda doesnt have mph only Kph.

I tried to calculate got it wrong,

Then the little shit said, I stopped you because we noticed you light was cracked, yes I said I hit a Deer, He was not amused so off it kicked, i went on to tell him the story of my travel my good deeps of the day, he gave me a ticket, what a twat.

So finally i arrived at the venue, 33 hours after leaving sweden, the journey cost 1100 quid in total, I did the show and blew them away. one of he best ive done in many a year,

Te chap who does all the bookings went on stage after I had finished and told the packed arena my story, he added we are putting a blue bucket at the exit, if you feel like contributing to Ruds massive travel expenses feel free,

So after wrecking the car wrecking myself helping 3 people get to there final destinations, killing Bambi and blowin 1100 quid,on a 1700 kilometer drive through 5 countries just so I didnt let people down,

What do you think the crowd who I must add were great and couldnt get enough of my show donated to my travel costs ?

7 fucking quid, and they say kindness isnt dead?

freedom of speech my arse

2 troops die,

if your sensitive dont read on, if your one of them PC twats, piss off.

2 more troops have sadly lost there lifes in a shithole called Afganistan, i was gigging at the weekend in London, as per usual dedicated a song to the troops, I always do one & I always say protecting our liberties past and present,

sadly it goes over the heads of most pissed up punters, gladly some do get the message and chat about it afterwards with me.

Now i was talking to a very nice young man, well put together, with anewly created large scar on his face, he is currently serving in the army, I persumed he got the injury over there. No he got it in London on a night out with his missis to celebrate returning in one piece?.

Broken England was the cause hand in hand walking down the high street 3 little twats tried to mug him, he got a scar they went to hospital.

Turns out the one who bottled him is tagged, out instead of banged up because of good behaviour what a crock of shit.

Ive got a mate who is involved in a political party, ok a little extreme, in his opinion he stands for freedom of speech, in his opinion he stands for English rights, he has been targeted had his house trashed, car smashed up, lost his job and believe me, he aint extremist and is not a thug, he is a middle aged white Englishman, protesting for what he thinks is right.

Now in this land of freedom, is that right?

They cnat touch a hook c@unt who wants to kill us all, boot us all out of our own country, but they can manipulate the words of a simple man in the papers to make him look like a threat to the public, they can make sure he losses his job home and pride?

Now the big question for me is do I dare to carry on bloggin writing tweetin my views and discard for this corrupt lying stealing set of twats that lead our country.

Fucking right I will.

Its become common place for me to be stopped turned over at passport control, stopped on a daily basis in my car, just bad luck? paranoid? i dont think so, no doubt im on a list of possible threats to society ?

What a load of shit.

We are lied to on a daily basis my a gov full of twats

There is no viable reason for troops to be in Afganistan nevermind die there.

How can we believe a sigle word that Brown Darlin or any of the eton mob have to say?

They close ranks and get away with murder.

they are so afraid to make a commit to anything which might be taken as non PC

They have destroyed a country, Im so pissed off and saddened by what has happened to England that as soon as I for fill my work commitments I will not be returning not even to see west ham.

If freedom of speech means being mugged off by the powers to be bollocks to it.

ill be one of the 750.000 brits who did the frank last yr, looking for a better life?

Just a stat

750.000 brits left

Officially 225.000 joblots moved in, un official 1.2 million non british subjects moved in.

Happy days

Here we go again

Have you every thought to yourself, Wow lifes good? then in an instant its all gone per shaped?.

There is surely more to life than stepping on a treadmill and plodding along?.

I did a wedding convention at the weekend in Malmo Sweden, beautiful surroundings lovely half naked models backstage!!!!!!!!!!!, Ok it was valentines day, it was cold as a freezer outside, but my god is there a new virus going around that makes people miserable twats?

I might be spoilt but I am used to some kind of responce when I walk on stage!!!!

200 pairs of dead eyes, if anybody had smiled I reckon there face would have cracked!

Still I did my bit went backstage to have another look!!, i did 3 shows the last one was fine, but really it feels like people have lost the art of conversation? maybe its down to all the internet sites, Ive got 1105 friends on face book, I know about 10 of them?

I used to write letters. talk to people meet people drink laugh have fun with real people, we dont need that anymore do we?.

Im not saying its a bad thing, I have made some great contacts on facebook myspace etc, reached out with my music to the far ends of the world, somethoing that would have been impossible just 10 years ago, but I really do miss a good old fashioned chat

See you soon

Rud