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Hi Guys,

Pete and I did start making a video last week of us making some Medlar Jelly but unfortunately, there was a family emergency on Pete’s side and whilst we finished the Jam the video was abandoned. We’re still begging for Cancer money though so please click here and give all you can to us or any cancer charity of your choosing.

The reason for all the ooh’s is because my blogging buddy and amazing Author T.B. Markinson has a new book coming out in December and it’s a prequel to the fantastic A Woman Lost which you can currently get a free copy of by signing up to her list. I’ll leave you with her press release and an excerpt below and promise to be back soon with more video’s, I hope you’re all as excited as I am.

TTFN

Rob

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Graduate student Lizzie Petrie feels more comfortable around books than people. Although an

expert in the Hitler Youth, she’s a novice in love. Her former lesbian lover is blackmailing her,

and not even those closest to Lizzie know the full story of their abusive relationship.

When visiting high school English teacher Sarah crosses Lizzie’s path at the campus, their

attraction is instant, but not without complications. As they start to spend more time together,

suspicions arise from both women in this sexy piece of LGBT fiction.

Plenty of good-natured teasing takes place between lovers as well as between PhD students in

this lesbian contemporary romance. No relationship path ever runs smoothly, and oftentimes,

those who can’t keep their mouth shut hasten necessary confrontation.

Lizzie finds herself buried in a mess of lies in this romantic comedy. The harder she tries to keep

Sarah and the rest of her friends from finding out the truth about her first girlfriend, the more

endearingly clueless she becomes.

About the Author:

T. B. Markinson is an American writer, living in England. When she isn’t writing, she’s traveling

the world, watching sports on the telly, visiting pubs, or taking the dog for a walk. Not

necessarily in that order.

Mailing List:

Get the first book in the series, A Woman Lost, for FREE by signing up to TB’s Readers’ Group here.

Links:

Twitter        Facebook        Blog        Goodreads     Amazon Author Page

Excerpt: 

“Do you think I’m pathetic?” I asked Ethan as he added gobs of sugar to his Starbucks house blend.

He dipped his head almost a foot and peered at me through his spectacles. “How am I supposed to answer that?”

“Honestly. Do you think I’m pathetic?”

Ethan maneuvered his lanky frame past three untidy tables and I followed, grimacing at the messiness of the place, until we settled on one that was almost clean. It was a little after ten on Saturday, and although it was quiet now, the early morning rush must have taken the staff by surprise. Two teenagers leaned against the counter, dazed and confused.

“Okay, what’s got your panties in a bunch this morning?” Ethan set down his coffee, took off his coke-bottle thick glasses, and cleaned them with a cloth.

“The other night, William and Janice got on my case about how long it’s been since I experienced The Big O.” I didn’t bother whispering the last part. Aside from the employees behind the counter, the place was deserted.

“The Big O?” He hitched up one of his thin eyebrows.

“You know. In bed.”

“Oh, you mean the last time you had an orgasm.” He wiped both eyes with his fingers before replacing his glasses. “And?”

“And what?”

He snorted. “When was the last time?”

I scratched my chin. “Not sure really. Meg.”

“That was well over a year ago.”

“Good grief. Not you as well. For someone who doesn’t like sex, I didn’t think you would gang up on me, too.”

“Gang up on you?” He laughed. “I’m just curious.” He ignored my comment about not liking sex. With the exception of coffee, Ethan disliked fluids of all types, but especially bodily fluids. It made me wonder how he’d managed to get married. “And their comments got you thinking?” he added.

“Yes. I mean no. Maybe,” I stammered. “I just keep thinking about it.”

“About what? The Big O or not having anyone in your life?” As usual, Ethan hit the nail on the head.

“Just the other day, I ran into one of my former professors. This guy is ancient, in a wheelchair, and he smells like an old person who’s about to move on to the next world. Out of the blue he started telling me about how he and his lady friend went to the movies. I was flabbergasted. How did he have a lady friend? I don’t even have a pet. Not even a goldfish.”

“Do you want a lady friend?” Ethan’s tone bordered on teasing.

 

Has it really been over a month since I last shared something with you?

Seriously I am a bad bad blogger.

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I’m going to keep this post short and sweet too as I just wanted to tell you about a fantastic novel I read recently by one of my blogging friends TBM. She was kind enough to send me a preview copy but you can download your’s from this link.

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It’s essentially a romance novel and if I’m honest I’m not a great reader or lover of general chick lit, but because it was written by a friend I dived right in and lo and behold there I was at 3 am emailing her about how much I’d loved it and wrapped up in the whole thing. Seriously this is not your usual chick lit, this has steamy lesbian romps, it has humour it has relationship stuff that red-blooded males can relate to alongside beautiful romance and sweetness.

Please Support TBM and buy this book.

I promise I’ll be back soon (maybe even later today) with some pretty pictures from a recent photo shoot.

TTFN

Mr Bunny Chow

 

I’m sure I’ve written before about the genius who is Amber of http://www.crappypictures.com her insightful and hilarious posts are well worth following whether you are a parent or not, but today she has published the post I’m re-blogging wholesale below, I’m sure that every parent of toddlers can relate.

P.S. she’s got a book coming out, go and buy it from amazon

Enjoy

TTFN

Mr Bunny Chow

(Attention: If this is the first post of mine you’ve ever read you might think I’m one of those bitter parents who don’t seem to like their kids very much. You might even be inspired to say nasty and judgmental things in the comments. Dude. Get a grip. The rest of this blog isn’t like this. Well, not usually. But everyone snaps at some point. This week? I’ve snapped.)  

Jobs.

You know what the best part of having jobs always was for me? Quitting them. Sure, I had a couple jobs I actually liked, the best being an indie video store in college(Bongo Video in Madison, WI – now closed, sadly) but I had plenty of really crappy ones. Glory was found in quitting.

One of my first jobs as a teenager was so horrible and demeaning that I pissed on the uniform* and then returned it in a grocery bag. When I handed the bag over I said, “This job sucks. I quit.”

It was that bad.

So now I’m a parent. People have long compared parenting to having a job. You hear quotes all the time like “the hardest job you’ll ever love” and stuff like that.

Well you know what? Parenting isn’t just hard.

This job sucks. I quit.

Ahhh, there’s the rub. You can’t quit. Ever.

Oh but I daydream about it sometimes. Don’t you?

When I’m at the bottom of the pit of despair (otherwise known as circling the drain)I daydream about quitting. I envision myself walking out the front door, down the front steps and onto the street. From there I hitchhike and somehow wind up backpacking across Spain. There are wildflowers and country villas and all kinds of lovely things. Complete freedom. Alone.

I’ve even gotten so far as to actually walk out that front door. Course I don’t get past the steps. Instead I collapse onto them and cry my eyes out.

Parenting can be brutal.

Endless.

And I try really hard to be a “good” parent. To give my kids attention and respect. But you know what?

Sometimes I just want to tell them to fuck off.

Sometimes, this is what I WANT to say versus what I REALLY say…

 

 

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Oh and those toys that NEVER get picked up? That are covering every surface of my entire house no matter how many times I ask them to pick them up?

Well…

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Sigh. And they still rarely help.

In addition to the “I don’t like you” thing, he also says “Go Away!” all the time.

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And we all know there is nothing worse than a kid who won’t go to sleep.

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The pee denial annoys the crap out of me. (This was age 3-4.5 with Crappy Boy. And currently with Crappy Baby. Yay.)

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And that contradictions thing they do?

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And this happens almost daily…

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He ignores me. Followed immediately by him falling.

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And after all of these things happen in just one day…

Crappy Papa comes home.

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Then I usually hand him something with pee on it.

Some things never change.

 

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*Yes, I really peed on the uniform. True story. It was a gas station. 

And admittedly, sometimes I do say what I want to say. Not perfect. Especially during weeks like this. Haven’t set fire to any toys yet though. Yet.