Hi everyone, only the one post this week - between shifts and moving house this could well be my last one for a little while... my new flat won't have broadband for a week and a half!

It's actually the process of moving that has prompted me to write this post.

For those who aren't aware, moving house is one big pain in the arse. Solicitors, Estate Agents, Mortgage Brokers, buyers, sellers and various other parties are all involved, and as things stand I'm soon to move into a flat that I saw before Christmas 2017. Its exciting, but there were sleepless nights, calculations galore, and plenty of saying "no" to nights out in order to save some money for fees. Along the way, my family and girlfriend have been my rock.

My parents are perfect. They're somehow proof that opposites attract and yet so similar in other ways. Mum is caring, emotional, and unwaveringly loyal in her support of her children. Dad is laid-back, smarter than he lets on, and endlessly passionate about the futures of my sister and myself.

I'm blessed to have inherited so many qualities from the both of them - I have Mum's emotional range, Dad's courage and a combined work ethic and "never say die" attitude from both of them.

Over the last few years, they saw their eldest (me) fight to survive among my own demons and issues and pulled me out from under everything a lot more than they'll ever know. I will never know how tough that was to watch and I owe so much to them, now more than ever.

Frankie has held me up since we met. We met when I was at my lowest, and I couldn't be more thankful that we did. She quiets every storm, tears down every wall, and strengthens every single one of my weaknesses.

She took this emotionally unstable, loose cannon of a man, filled me with purpose and filled the world with colour for me again. She is the strongest woman I've ever met, and full of so much love to give. I feel lucky to call her my best friend and my soulmate. Almost a year on from meeting her, I still get butterflies when I hear her voice. I'm only nervous when she comes to see me play. I'm only myself around her, both in good times and tough times.

I guess what i'm trying to say is that its important to realise not how lucky we are in this world, but blessed. Of all the things that had to happen, of all the chance encounters and atomic collisions, all of these things led me to Frankie, and i'll be forever thankful.