Introduction to The Olde Guye

Welcome to my blog!
Well, here we go! Hang on for the adventure of a lifetime!
Or not.
No, this blog will be more of a slow, gentle cruise around the local park, with a bit of chat thrown in to stop us both nodding off.
Let us start off the conversation with an introduction from me, the Olde Guye. Perhaps I’m not that terribly old at 43, but at times I feel a bit older than that. I have a wife, the lovely Princess, who is wise, beautiful and caring, and sometimes rather tired (just like yours truly!). I have a son, the little 5 year old Indiana (not his real name, but a big fan of Mr Jones, Lego - especially the Indiana Jones or Star Wars variety, and almost any device with a screen) to whom can be attributed part of said tiredness. Indiana also has a foul temper and can be extremely stubborn, but also has the ability to cancel out threats from myself or the Princess with a cute look or ridiculous comment that causes everyone to break into fits of laughter.  We also share the house part-time with 3 step-children of the Princess’ making. They are as follows:

Miss Crench, 10 years old and developing a healthy attitude sprinkled with tears when things don’t go her way, but usually very helpful and nice to have around.

Master Jockstrap, a 14 year old drawing machine who churns through reams of paper, and also can spend days staring at screens playing games if allowed (and sometimes when not allowed, which leads to hours of frowning once appropriate steps are put in place to short circuit aforementioned screen antics).

Master Nickel Arse, who gained his name via his outstanding abilities to sit on it in front of a screen for hours on end. Also has large amounts of attitude to spare, particularly when things don’t go his way or when asked to do tasks around the house. 16 years old, he has somehow gained the knowledge of a 115 year old man who has travelled the world, read most books published on the planet, and experienced all. Can argue until he runs out of oxygen, despite being proven totally incorrect. Can also be quite pleasant to be around when more co-operative. Has been known to sleep in till midday but then complain that he has run out of time to do stuff when asked to go to bed at night. Hmmm.

We also have a small white Poppy the Wonderdog. She is a Fox Terrier cross, but looks a bit like a Chihuahua. She tends to follow either the Princess or myself everywhere whilst trying to dodge the playful advances of young Indiana. Quite clever, she sits up and begs in the hope of gleaning a treat from whomever is ignoring her at the time.
The crew camps in an older house in the Northern Suburbs of Melbourne, Australia. We know the place is old due to the a number of parts falling off the house regularly. This can be fixed with time and money, neither of which tends to be available on a regular basis. One day we would like to fix the old place up a bit, and eventually sell and move to a better abode. We would also like to buy a yacht and live the life of vagabond millionaires. I can’t see either happening in the near future…
I work as a Disability Support worker. I work with a fantastic bunch of guys and girls at a Supported Employment service in the Northern Suburbs. We carry out commercial grounds maintenance (gardening) at almost 40 sites, and also do car cleaning for emergency services. I love my work, and together we make an awesome team.
Well, that’s a short introduction. I hope you feel more acquainted with myself and with the crew. No doubt they will get a few mentions in future posts, so at least you will have some idea of to whom I am referring when I mention them.
Stay tuned for more rants, waffle and general observations from the Olde Guye. Feel free to comment, discuss, correct and advise if you like, but please try to be constructive. I will listen to any comments, as long as they are helpful and/or polite, but I’m not much into letting people hurl rudeness and foul language around, so if you do, don’t be offended if I remove your comments. This is meant to be a light hearted look at life through my eyes, for your entertainment. If it doesn’t appeal to you, that’s ok too.
Tune in and enjoy, and once again, welcome.

The Olde Guye