Jason Pickett

“I’m going through changes” and family

I never really wanted this blog to be one of those boring blogs about my personal life, because lets be honest, who cares? So, this blog entry at least is just for me to have a bit of a vent. I wouldn’t bother reading it.

It was my grandad’s funeral today. I know this because I saw it on my little cousins facebook. I’d love to be able to tell you when he died, but honestly, I don’t know. I was informed by my little brother, who was informed by my dad, who was informed by his brother, who was informed by their older brother, who I presume was present when it happened. I was also not present at the funeral. Partly through not being invited, partly through not feeling welcome.

Yes, I wasn’t there much for the past few years, but he was still my granddad. He was the man I spent pretty much every Sunday with for years and years and years. He was a kind man, and someone I respected. Apparently though, that doesn’t warrant a phone call.

I’m not bitter about it. I don’t resent my family, but my nanny and granddad were the only people who made me want to be a part of it.

With that in mind, I am sending out my deed poll certificates this week and starting again.

I am Jason Strange.

Pleased to meet you.