Tag Archives: naivety

Out of the blue

It came like a bolt from the blue. It always does. My wife wanted to talk. Not a friendly talk, but one of those talks where she wants to vent her huge frustration with me. She’s very good at this, and whether she realises it or not, has a canny knack of vicious character assassination, in [...]

Subtlety

I have always been astonishingly good at faux pas. Since my self-realisation eighteen months or so ago that I have Asperger’s, there has of course been a reasonable explanation for this. Whilst I prefer to hide in the background, I do often say or do things are are simply not subtle. I say things that [...]

Peter Pan’s new coat

Ah yes – Peter Pan, the boy that never grew up. I was left feeling like Peter yesterday. It all started when we rushed out the door on Sunday morning. I took the kids to the rugby ground – my son for his weekly training session, and my daughter to stand and watch with me, [...]

Maybe we are not so different…

This, in a sense, is a follow up to the article I wrote earlier about my experience with dipping into autism advocacy. If you haven’t already done so, it would make sense for you to read that article first. – Imagine if you will, a hypothetical mother. She has an autistic son. She believes that [...]

Sitting on the advocacy fence

I got a shock last week, and it has made me realise that I have been subconsciously keeping quite a tight control over what I read and how I publicise my blog. In a blog article I wrote a week or so ago, I lamented about how few hits the blog was getting. I felt [...]

Saying one thing and doing another

“Hi James,” said a voice behind me in the baker’s shop this morning. I turned, and there was the new manager from work. She’s based at the other end of the country, and visits us for a couple of days every other week or so. “Oh, hi Lynne,” I said. As I paid for my [...]

Better to know?

If you’ve been reading this blog for a while, you’ll know that I discovered my Asperger’s  in the autumn of 2008, when I was thirty five years old. Until that point in my life, I’d been plagued with feeling different from everyone else, getting into many scrapes of my own making that I didn’t see [...]

Oh no, I’ve done it again!

It’s my first day back at work today, after a week of holiday. I arrived at work a little after 0930, switched on the various PCs on my desk, and started to work through the large volume of email that had built up over the week. And then it happened. It always happens. I read [...]

Life derailed

I’ve written before about how my daily routine is on railway tracks, and that when something comes along that alters the course of my day, I’ll find that I want to continue down those tracks rather than modify my routine to the new schedule. Well, I’ve recently figured out that the whole bigger picture of [...]

The quiet one

I wrote recently about dinner party that my wife and I hosted last month, and about how well it went. Well, last weekend the six of us present that night had dinner together again, with another of the couples acting as hosts. The evening didn’t go so well for me this time. It wasn’t that [...]