I am sat watching what can only be described as an underwater vacuum cleaner, and I can only assume that is what it is called because it's job is to vacuum up and generally clean, and it is (presently) under the water. In the pool to be pinpoint precise.

Why I should be surprised at this technological development is beyond me, I nearly bought a similar looking device from the middle aisle of Lidl at the start of the year, only with the intention of never having to mow the lawn again. And I am sure they are common place in many homes scurrying around carpets and laminated floors.

There is just something magical however about this device, because it is attached to the surface by a long tube and so looks like some kind of deep sea recuse pod, that is being manned by a team of intrepid gerbils.

I look forward to seeing them emerge, and hearing tales of the successful discovery of long lost wrecks, and plundered treasures.

Stay safe.

Blue Hotel - Chris Isaak

Therapy For Me (or TFM as I now refer to it) is a bit of an audio curiosity. It started out as a mechanism for me to clear my head, with the hope that by saying stuff out loud it would act as a little bit of self-help. It's remains loose in style, fluid in terms of content and raw - it's a one take, press record and see what happens, affair.

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W/C 18th August 2025

You may recall the debacle I talked about last time, the one where I managed to get carried away with my own technical ability and inadvertently formatted my SD card, deleting an unpublished podcast in the process.

So last week, with that experience still raw, after recording TFM I reverted to the 100% tried, 100% trusted method of removing the self-same card and inserting into my desktop dock. Moments later my files were transferred, with a welcome lack of drama, and with everything intact.

Of course the reassurance that comes with knowing your media is secure, turned out to be a false blessing when yesterday I discovered that it remains in situ on my desk - a cool 1084 miles from where it was now needed.

It really is turning into a gift that keeps on giving

Stay safe.

Room At The Top - Tom Petty

Therapy For Me (or TFM as I now refer to it) is a bit of an audio curiosity. It started out as a mechanism for me to clear my head, with the hope that by saying stuff out loud it would act as a little bit of self-help. It's remains loose in style, fluid in terms of content and raw - it's a one take, press record and see what happens, affair.

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W/C 11th August 2025

I started beating myself up yesterday, because I hadn't got anything worked out in terms of talking points for this week's TFM.

In that moment (because unsurprisingly this isn't the first time it has happened) I tend to get a bit despondent, and a little bit flat, and I do question whether I should even be bothering. And yesterday evening, probably around about seven thirtyish, that was where I was at.

Of course none of that is important. It isn't the reason that TFM exists, and it isn't why I do what I do. So I sat down and talked, with no idea what was going to happen, and felt better.

And this morning I have dropped that pure example of TFM into the editing software, and just added the episode idents. Exactly how it was intended to be.

Stay safe.

Pure - The Lightening Seeds

Therapy For Me (or TFM as I now refer to it) is a bit of an audio curiosity. It started out as a mechanism for me to clear my head, with the hope that by saying stuff out loud it would act as a little bit of self-help. It's remains loose in style, fluid in terms of content and raw - it's a one take, press record and see what happens, affair.

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W/C 4th August 2025

I had no idea that Trevor Horn had so much to do with this song.

I have always really liked it, but it was only when the TH band played it last night at the Cropredy gig did I put two and two together. TBH even then he had to kind of say it out loud for the penny to drop.

Anyway I think it's a banger and worthy of a break in the day to have a listen...the kids were really getting into, I wonder if it has had a second life on TikTok.

In other news apols for this being a bit late, I had recorded it in time but my host has been distracting me with stories of village life and clips of Rollie Birkin.

Stay safe.

All The Things She Said - t.A.T.u

Therapy For Me (or TFM as I now refer to it) is a bit of an audio curiosity. It started out as a mechanism for me to clear my head, with the hope that by saying stuff out loud it would act as a little bit of self-help. It's remains loose in style, fluid in terms of content and raw - it's a one take, press record and see what happens, affair.

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W/C 28th July 2025

As you know I try and get out to go for a run on a Saturday morning.

These days that means a distance of 7-8 miles, and I usually run to Coffee Boy in Huddersfield to meet Mrs S. for a beverage. I am quite happy with this arrangement, it kicks off the weekend well and I like the fact that more often than not I can arrive for the opening time of 08:30 hours, and be in the first wave of clients.

Last week the opening hours changed, and it now opens at 07:30. This has caused me more than a little frustration. In my head I know there is no real way I can now be there for opening time, because I am not going to set the alarm for 05:30 just to do that. But it has taken the shine off the symmetry of my day when I run down there, I did like being just as they were just opening the door.

Oh, and I am not sure this is the right Lego themed song, but it does neatly capture the project in hand.

Stay safe.

Little by Little - Oasis

Therapy For Me (or TFM as I now refer to it) is a bit of an audio curiosity. It started out as a mechanism for me to clear my head, with the hope that by saying stuff out loud it would act as a little bit of self-help. It's remains loose in style, fluid in terms of content and raw - it's a one take, press record and see what happens, affair.

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W/C 21st July 2025

I will have to rely on others to make this statement definitive, but this may be my first Belinda Carlisle song choice as episode title...?!

Dedicated to the right hand side of the bay window in the lounge, the one overlooking the harbour, and the hypnotic joy of idle observation. The song comes from the Real album, which was released in 1993 and is an absolute cracker - in fact I am playing the closing track Here Comes My Baby as I write these notes.

I think Belinda is a little underrated actually, both this album and the follow-up which includes a fantastic collab with Brian Wilson called California. And if that wasn't enough it also features (none other than) Nick Beggs on Chapman Stick. Boom.

Stay safe.

Windows of the World - Belinda Carlisle

Here Comes My Baby - Belinda Carlisle

California - Belinda Carlisle

Therapy For Me (or TFM as I now refer to it) is a bit of an audio curiosity. It started out as a mechanism for me to clear my head, with the hope that by saying stuff out loud it would act as a little bit of self-help. It's remains loose in style, fluid in terms of content and raw - it's a one take, press record and see what happens, affair.

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W/C 14th July 2025

What seems to be happening at the moment is that I am missing one of my walking days, pretty much without fail, every week.

The running is going fine, I am up to about 35 miles per week, and last week I ran my second half marathon distance. I am just about to set off for an eight miler, and I will probably do eleven or so tomorrow. 

Thinking about it, it might be because I get up and run first thing, as opposed to trying to crowbar a walk into the later part of the day. Anyway, whatever the reason, it just seems to be (literally) a step too far for my schedule at the moment.

Stay safe.

Save The World - Jason Isbell and the 400 Unit

The Brett Domino Trio - Dead Whale Song

Therapy For Me (or TFM as I now refer to it) is a bit of an audio curiosity. It started out as a mechanism for me to clear my head, with the hope that by saying stuff out loud it would act as a little bit of self-help. It's remains loose in style, fluid in terms of content and raw - it's a one take, press record and see what happens, affair.

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W/C 7th July 2025

There is quite a bit of excitement in the house about the new Superman movie. Jack has been looking forward to it for quite a while, and I must admit I have been a little drawn in by all the noise around it, and the fact it is dividing opinion so much.

Clearly I am from the Christopher Reeve era when it comes to Superman. Another one of those magical movies that appeared at just the right point in my formative years, and was my introduction into the concept of a superhero story.

As you know I am not an avid Marvel or DC aficionado, but I did enjoy the Henry Cavill film and the fact it is from the director of Guardians of the Galaxy give me hope that it will not be an updated rehash.

Stay safe.

Doctor, My Eyes - Jackson Browne

Therapy For Me (or TFM as I now refer to it) is a bit of an audio curiosity. It started out as a mechanism for me to clear my head, with the hope that by saying stuff out loud it would act as a little bit of self-help. It's remains loose in style, fluid in terms of content and raw - it's a one take, press record and see what happens, affair.

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W/C 30th June 2025

05:22 this time.

After a similar experience a couple of days ago, it was slightly later this morning when I woke up with the missing piece.

I suppose you could say that most weeks are full of hellos and goodbyes, but on reflection this week has been built around examples that are maybe a little heavier than the norm.

And apologies for fans of the original, but at this time of the morning I find the David Gray take on this song a little more in keeping.

Stay safe.

Say Hello, Wave Goodbye - David Gray

The Last Laugh

Therapy For Me (or TFM as I now refer to it) is a bit of an audio curiosity. It started out as a mechanism for me to clear my head, with the hope that by saying stuff out loud it would act as a little bit of self-help. It's remains loose in style, fluid in terms of content and raw - it's a one take, press record and see what happens, affair.

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W/C 23rd June 2023

I forgot to mention how much I enjoyed the cricket.

The first test against India from Headingley was an absolute delight, we were pretty much addicted for the whole five days, with the live coverage in the back room doing battle with the radio commentary upstairs.

The whole joy is that for most of the fifteen (yes I did say fifteen) two hour sessions I had no idea who was actually winning. At four-ish on the fifth day it could still have gone three ways, with the outcome only really becoming clear after tea when the threat of a final weather-based intervention passed.

We should hang onto this strange sporting phenomena tightly. It is a quirk, a wrinkle, a throwback and we are all the better for it.

Stay safe.

Here's to you - Thea Gilmore

Ian Dunt - In Praise of Kim Leadbeater

Therapy For Me (or TFM as I now refer to it) is a bit of an audio curiosity. It started out as a mechanism for me to clear my head, with the hope that by saying stuff out loud it would act as a little bit of self-help. It's remains loose in style, fluid in terms of content and raw - it's a one take, press record and see what happens, affair.

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