A powerful message from a powerful athlete, living with the unimaginable.
Archie Goodburn finished seventh in the Men’s 50m Breaststroke final at Glasgow 2026, two years after being told he has incurable brain cancer.
Good morning @belfastcc
(I know you do not monitor Twitter apparently, but maybe the councillors who are on here bickering will see it)
I know Smithfield Market isn’t your favourite place and to quote your staff “you can’t wait for it to be knocked down” but the tenants here pay a pretty penny to be here and to come into work everyday and watch Smithfield Market descend further and further into something that is reminiscent of the old arcade mall on North Street is incredibly frustrating.
Why would anyone walking through this part of the city think this place is open? You won’t let traders paint the front of their shops, instead demanding we stick with the beige and pastel colours that didn’t even look great years ago when they where first painted (painted by school kids by the looks of it)
You refuse to clean outside it to try and bring in some bit of life to the building yet you insist St George’s and Smithfield are treated the same. St George’s gets pushed on the council social media regularly with paid promotional adverts and Smithfield gets absolutely nothing.
Whatever developer you are cosying up to clearly has a tight hold on who is in charge of here. We get zero communication from those who manage here and if we didn’t happen to be here at 7:30am for the fire alarm check we would Never see them. But if I didn’t pay my rent you’d be all over me and others like a rash. Why should I be prompt in paying when you clearly couldn’t care any less about Smithfield Market as a council building and its land. It’s an embarrassment how this place has been allowed to deteriorate and you should be Ashamed of yourselves as council workers and councillors.
Ya I have to say if I could go back in time I wouldn’t be giving my kids phones at 12. It’s too young. We definitely made a mistake in this. We’re held hostage by these bleedin’ things. I know I am. 💔
Today the Southport Inquiry published its findings.
I’m not talking about the agencies right now.
I’m talking about his parents.
Because somebody fucking has to.
I’m a former detective. 21 yrs in the force, I know what I’m looking at🧵👇
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Going to America?
Social media is just the start of what US Customs and Border Protection wants to investigate.
The agency plans to demand all the phone numbers used by you and your close family in the past five years. Plus more biometrics – including DNA.
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Suicide.
I'm choosing to be deliberately blunt and provocative in this post because it's necessary. Government, charities, football clubs are all pushing water up a hill in highlighting what is undoubtedly a major health crisis.
You take a rope.
You put it up in a garage or a tree nearby or far away.
You're thinking about every loved one you'll leave behind as you put that rope around your neck.
Then you drop.
Some are decapitated.
Some aren't.
All are found by someone who has a lifetime of trauma that will never leave them.
A son.
A daughter.
A brother.
A sister.
A mother.
A father.
I know 2 men who hung themselves.
One was found by his Mom.
One was found by his brother.
Neither have recovered fully. 20 and 30 years on.
A life sentence for people who were already worrying, terrified their loved one may do something.
So just visualise the above and ask, "is there another way"?
A segway for a moment.
I do a few Q&A's every year. Tales of yesterday with a 99% male audience of my age group.
After the stories and fun, my last question back to the audience is..
"Hands up if you struggle with a mental health issue".
Nobody ever puts a hand up. Despite 1 in every 3 of 500 attendees statistically struggling.
"Ah, nobody, that's fucking brilliant! Well I do! ". I then graphically tell people, stunned into silence about how a rope around my neck in the middle of nowhere jolted me to go home and cry like a baby to my Mom.
After the Q&A has finished, something always happens. I'll be chatting to a few guys, saying bye and one by one, men will come over and whisper " I struggle".
Or my mailbox the next day will have 30 emails from guys, their partners or kids saying " Dad/Uncle /Brother was there last night and what you said hit them hard".
And that's how some people realise that it's time to speak to a pal or family member or even rant to me in an email. It works, I often get a follow up email a year or 6 later saying that they took responsibility for their suicidal feelings and are now flying.
Humans are programmed to want to live, to have families and to keep the species growing and thriving. So for a human to want to short circuit that desire isn't normal, and it should never be spoken of as normal. It's the ultimate red flag.
If you suspect your mate, Dad, Brother, Uncle is struggling mentally, they deserve your intervention.
They deserve a " are you OK, please tell me what's up".
They deserve an opportunity to get past wanting to hang a rope over a tree or in a garage and slowly struggle until they die and you find them.
If you've been there and trust me I have plenty, then you'll know that text out of the blue, or a footie mate or one of your kids asking jow you are can open the curtains to some sunshine.
Because when suicide is your only answer, the room is already dark, and you can't see a way out.
So please, fucking pretty please, ask that husband, Dad, Uncle, Cousin, footie pal TODAY how they are.
You may be shocked what comes back but extremely glad that you asked.
For those who struggle, you're not alone.
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