I’ve decided to write a blog.
I have no idea what about.
So not the best start.
They say you should write about what you know. But I’m not sure that’s such a great idea.
Still…I guess you’ve got to be in it to win it. Trouble is, I never win anything.
Not entirely true. There was that Big Loader in 1983. That was brilliant! *for an afternoon*
And there was that time I won a pack of felt-tip pens for a colouring competition. BIt gutted, since I needed a new set anyway after all the colouring in I’d been doing. I wanted the bike. Didn’t get the bloody bike though did I? Just got the pens. Pointless excercise. Much like most of the things I choose to do with my life.
Anyway, moving on…I hope this gives you a little sniffter of what’s to come.
So…until inspiration strikes again, here’s a photo of my cat Whiskey (not) being abducted by aliens. I urged him to follow the light, but he chose to wipe his arse across the doormat instead.
Until next time then….