Diary of a divorced dad by Grant swash

About Diary of a divorced dad by Grant swash

The Diary of a divorced dad.
Dave Kerr is 41 years old and recently divorced he has one boy, eight-year-old Terry, he married his child heart sweetheart and works as a hotel concierge in one of London’s top hotels but is now facing a different life.
Divorced and living alone for the first time in his life he is finding it hard adjusting to the new way,
Follow his adventures and the ups and downs of his struggle , enjoy his diary and find out how Dave copes with his new life.

Thursday 1st January.
For the last twenty years I have always started the new year with a round of golf with my old school mates Tim and Danny, but they are both busy this year.
Hmm apparently, it’s called “Social awkwardness “happens to a lot to blokes when they get divorced,
Seems strange you were both my mates, and we meet at school but now you feel awkward and don’t want to be seen taking sides in the marriage break up cheer’s guys, just remember I got divorced, didn’t catch a deadly infectious disease. and it was not even my fault, Thanks for the support guys.

Friday 2nd January.
Realized today that at forty-one years old I have never cooked a roast beef dinner but what is the point for one? Why buy it, cook it, wash up when I can go to my local Wetherspoons spend a tenner for a two course and this includes a pint of beer, eat it and leave the washing up to someone else,
I can also do a bit of people watching which as well is fun or sad depending on which way you look at it.
Enjoyed watching, and listening to a little boy complaining to his mum he didn’t like the taste of tomatoes while pouring a gallon of tomato sauce on his chips.
Dinner was ok, had an extra pint of Guinness and tried to engage the barmaid in some light banter until I noticed the tattoos she had,
Why diary do people disfigure themselves in this way? She gave me a printout about the pub’s new Facebook page and wanted to know if she could add me to the page had no idea what that was but agreed, do people not talk anymore or is that just me, WhatsApp, SMS, Facebook seems the way to communicate or maybe I’m just getting old, looking around the pub it seems that speaking to each other is wrong, with mums and dads texting. Teenage kids on social media and little ones on iPad, what will become of the Great English language? what would Shakespeare think now?
Finished my pint and went home to sort out my suit for tomorrow, back to work after the Christmas break and divorce, this should be interesting wonder who will talk to me and who will feel awkward.

Saturday 3rd January.
Good job I am on the late shift today, put my shirts in the wash last night when I got home, I didn’t think washing machines could be that difficult, but they are more like a cross between R2D2 from Star Wars and a jet plane cockpit,
Colorfest cotton, Anti-allergy plus, synthetics are just a few settings, why diary could the settings just be for shirts, jumpers, boxers, etc it would be a lot easier, or maybe dirty. Very dirty or Nuclear
Shirt was still a little damp before I went to work, I hung the rest out to dry on the line outside,
Must remember to bring it in when I get home, I can see now why grotbags {The Ex-wife} always went on about having a tumble dryer.
, I’m sure no one will notice that I smell like a towel, But covered myself with after shave to be safe and went to work.
Monday late shift is always quite at the hotel so had time to catch up with emails and enquiries, Life on the front desk has changed over the years, the internet has made a massive difference, seems strange that most staff avoided eye contact with me let alone wanted to talk, just to let you know I didn’t murder anyone, I didn’t get a disease I GOT Divorced
Sunday 4th January.
First management meeting at the hotel since we have been back, does everyone suffer from the social awkwardness, False smiles everywhere. The only person that spoke to me normally was young Ashley from maintenance “Hope you are ok mate. If you need someone to talk to let me know” I know he means well but I was married longer than he has been an adult or am I just turning into that grumpy old bloke off the telly.
Rumour is the hotel owners want to change the concierge desk to “Guest services” saying that concierge is old fashion and seen as sleazy dealing in drugs and prostitutes, I really don’t understand where that came from, I have never been asked for either,
Maybe it’s me but why would the hotel spend money on rebranding the front desk from concierge to guest service but still have the same people doing the same job,
Maybe they want to change the team, little worrying.
Monday 5th January
Received a Christmas card from Great aunty Mabel today, she is eighty-six years old and going strong, she has Been on her own ten years after Uncle Jack died might have to ask her for some tips.
That made me think, I do not have the address of any of the family and to be honest diary don’t really know the birthdays of my close relations. Mum and then grotbags used to take care of Christmas and birthday cards,
Will have to check with mum next time I’m there.
Note to self-need to visit aunty Mabel.

Tuesday 6th January
A Letter arrived today from the CSA about child support, this has already been agreed with the Ex that I would pay Fifty pound a month on the second of the month just after I get paid,
Why don’t these idiots go and chase dads that are not paying? I always thought the CSA were a good idea, but does it make them look good chasing the dads that are already paying?
Wednesday 7th January
I have my boy this weekend and realized that I do not have any cereal so decided to stop at my local supermarket to pick up a couple of boxes, but diary what do you get? There must be over one hundred different types of cereal.
I decided to ask the pretty lady stacking the shelf for help. “don’t ask me” she said,” I only stack the shelves, I don’t get a commission” “In my day it was simple cornflakes or Weetabix” I replied, thinking back how that must have sounded.
Old, just out of prison, mental or all the above? no wonder she turned and walked away.
Decided on chocolate rocks to satisfy the child in me and fruit bran flakes to show I can be a sensible adult sometimes; I wonder if the fruit in the bran flakes count towards you five a day.
Thursday 8th January
Quite day at the hotel so left early for haircut nothing better than getting your hair washed and head massaged buy a hot flirty young lady, who says sex sells and of course left a big tip.
Friday 9th January
Picked up my little boy today for weekend access, we were both excited.
Terry had made the football team but more important the Rock was fighting triple H for the WWE championship belt tonight, “Can we watch it “ “PLEASE DAD” he was giving me the big puppy eyes at the same time “Ok” “But two things” “If you have any homework this has to be done “and “Two you don’t tell your mother” We got back to the flat and I could see he was happy to have camp beds in the front room because he could stay up late and watch the telly.
Must admit I quite enjoyed the american wrestling but please don’t tell anyone, it is so staged its ridiculous, but the average American seem to love it and watching terry cheer as his favourite “The rock” did his signature move to win the WWE championship belt was the best part.

Saturday 10th January
Went swimming in the morning with terry, good fun and spent most the time splashing each other, burger king for lunch, felt a little naughty but a treat for me and terry. In the afternoon we went to davenports magic shop the oldest magic shop in Charing cross,
It’s quite scary as the shop is kept like it was when it was first opened over 100 years ago, but this all adds to the atmosphere.
terry picked two tricks to impress his friends, I picked two tricks to try to impress the ladies, Match of the day on telly and we were ready for bed, this day goes far too quick for me,
Sunday 11th January
Took terry to see Nan and Grandad today, you can’t beat your mums cooking and we had a great roast chicken dinner. Dropping him home must have been the hardest thing I have ever done, plenty of tears from both of us but I assured that we would do something again in two weeks and he could call me anytime,
Decided to take my mind off things when I got home and tackle R2D2 (The washing machine) Boxer shorts and t-shirts, went ok, maybe a little too much powder thought the machine was going to explode and I would have my own foam party in the kitchen, Maybe try the pods next time.
Monday 12th January
Early shift at work today, incredibly quiet with no issues, Float was short again I hate to say it but think I have a thief on the team.
Sarah tumble tea the owner’s daughter had her friends in the restaurant for Afternoon tea, a nice lady but doesn’t live in the real world, had to send the hotel driver to pick her kids up from school in the rolls Royce then talk to Head chef Alex about cooking dinner for them, he was not a happy bunny to say the least. I don’t own the Hotel mate, Im just following orders.
Tuesday 13th January
Another letter and forms to fill out from the CSA again telling me I am being charged for non-payment of child support, I always thought they were here to chase the non-paying dads and thought that was a good idea, not the ones that are happy to pay,
Tried calling there 24/7 help line but after being on hold half an hour the phone was disconnected and a message saying please try again, Funny isn’t it, they expect you to answer straight away but try getting hold of them is a totally different matter and Im a Dad who is paying.
But who can you complain too, it is very upsetting and frustrating?
Wednesday 14th January
Had the first team concierge meeting at work today, something I don’t like doing but must tick the boxes to keep HR and General manager happy, they love a piece of paper and pointless meetings,
Mentioned the float situation but nobody said anything or even offered to help top it back up. Isn’t it strange they are all quick to put their hand out at the end of the month for tips and commissions but apparently the float is my responsibility, Hope that is the end of it?
Ricardo Montauban died today aged 88.

Buy the book, and follow the author on social media:
Buy the Book On Amazon.

Author Bio:
The third book by Author Grant swash, Diary of a divorced dad is the follow up to swashies secerts and scandals and scones, The events of thirty years as a hotel concierge and vip bodyguard