Still here ?

     Well, we survived the end of the world. Or did we ?? The non believers will claim yet again, that it is all a ‘fairy story’ and the believers will claim, that no one knows when it will happen. Personally, I think the ‘predicted’ date of the Rapture, was ‘predicted’ by people who a) wanted to cause panic and b) wanted to make money out of the whole thing.


    This super injunction and Twitter story, is becoming a bit of a farce. The legal team of footballer, who is supposed to have taken the injunction out are now out to get the thousands of Tweeters who reposted ‘the name’ Why, I ask, should these ‘celebrities’ who have made their fortunes out of the public who go to see them, be specially protected ? When they step into the public eye, they must accept that they are now public property and face both the highs and lows of their celebrity status

Rant Over

     No more news on the novel front, I’m afraid, although I’m now starting to make notes of random thoughts, that may be of use. I have yet to identify, when I am at my most creative. Apparently, there is a time or times of day, when the creative juices flow, and it is at this time, I should be writing.

     Youngest awake at 3:00am today. I think it may have been the rain that did it. After a few chocolate buttons, and a drink, he did seem to settle down again. But, at around 4:00am, the birds woke him up again. Now he has a bit of an issue with the dawn chorus. I think it is probably the pitch rather than the volume that bothers him, and there is one that sits on the garage roof, just outside his window, that seems to be the main cause of the problem. It’s 10:00am, so I suppose I should get him up.

A struggle

     It has been a long time since my last post. The title says it all really. It has been a struggle. A struggle to think of something to say, time to say it, and a struggle to find a point in saying anything.

     When I started this blog, it was my solid intention, to post little and often. That went by the board, when I found that, at times, I did not have the time to post. Then it became a weekly post, and consequently, random posting. Now as I sit here, waiting for the youngest to shut down his PC and settle down to sleep, I’m yet again wondering "What am I doing this for??"

     My other blog, which is an information/bulletin board/website for a school PTA, is still on going. However, that relies on people giving me information to post, and it is not always forthcoming.

Here is a random idea !!!!!

     I’m trying to write a novel. I’ve written just over 500 words, and the theme of the story has changed from a fantasy type to more of a ‘life investigation’, if that’s the right phrase. I think I would like it be about how a person integrates into a new community, and the ups and downs that follow. This may not be the final theme though. I’m finding it difficult to settle into any form of creativity. I think I may post random updates, on how I’m getting on.

The tattoo saga continues…..

You would think he would have taken something onboard. Nah…rings up tonight at around 5:30 to say that he would be home for 7pm, after he had had the tattoo done !!!!!! Err what tattoo ? Oh its just a five pointed star, we both having it done !! What is it called when a parent murders their children ???

I never got around to starting the new novel. To be honest, I forgot to put it in my bag for work. I’ll get it now. “The Road to Nab End” by William Woodruff. I will report back when I have got past chapter one. ‘Tis about Northern things and Northern folk .. E bah gum !!!!

I am now being followed by a real person on Twitter. Julie Moore, ‘Psychic to The Stars’ or so it says on her web-site. It was Jonathon Ross that said we should follow her, as she only needed 5 more to get to 500. Out of the blue tonight, I asked her to follow me … and she did. I was gob-smacked.

My Facebook status caused a bit of a laugh  – (_!_) – An Arse, (__!__) – A Fat Arse, (!) – A Tight Arse, (_?_) – A Dumb Arse, (_*_) – A Sore Arse, (_x_) – KISS MY ARSE!!! . I pinched it of course, but it does look funny.

It was a scary drive home tonight. I drove through a hail storm. The M1 was very wet, and there was a lot of spray. It was fine for the truckers, they are too high up for the spray to affect them. It is just people like me in small cars that get the grief. It’s stopped now, but it is quite cold. Yahoo says it is –2C in Wetherby, so it likely to be much the same here.