It's about time . . . .

Well, I intended to start up a blog a while ago, but lost me password. Typically I've decided to resume where I left off without much idea of what to write about. Anyway, as everybody seems to say, I'm new to this blog malarky so I'll have to learn as I go along. You don't have to bear with me - you can please yourself. Maybe best to come back in about six months to see if I've got the hang of it or I've binned the whole idea and joined the library or whatever.

If you're after a deeper insight into me, mine or what makes me tick, I'm afraid you're fresh out. Go and read some other bugger's scribblings or buy 'Hello'. Instead, if you want to read about the anonymous goings on in my little world then stick around.

Been a busy six months or so roundabouts, so I've hardly had chance to gather my thoughts. I've got too much rubbish to sort out and not enough time (or enthusiasm sometimes) to do what I like doing. The major thing I like doing other than spending time with my family, reading, films and music, is painting and playing with toy soldiers. Some of my peers will howl with indignation at me calling they toys, but the sensible ones will just grin and agree. So will this turn into a blog about painting leads? Unlikely - there are enough of those already, but I'll refer to them often enough. Here's one to keep any wargamers interested:

Those who haven't spent the last few weeks with their head up their arse will realise there's quite a big world event in the next couple of days. I'm hacked off each year with the commercialisation of Christmas, even though I'm not particularly religious - well, not religious at all really. Nevertheless, when you're opening your nice pressies and thinking how naff they are, spare a thought for those who won't have any or will fall victim to hunger or shrapnel while you're moaning about the sprouts. The stick a fiver in a collection box next time you see one.
O.K. preaching over for now.
My mother in law - now there's something I can scream about for a good while. This will become a pretty regular topic as will:
  • her eldest son
  • some of the really nice people I know (which don't include her eldest son)
  • stoopid politicians (I know, but we all 'do' politics whether we like it or not)
  • stoopid religious leaders
  • maybe a bit of philosophy
  • rugby union when there's a major competition on
  • music of all sorts
  • films
  • telly when there's something worth watching - so discount the soaps and game shows
Oh yeah, and toy soldiers.

So tune in again for another fun packed episode when we may hear about Big Frank's latest project and whether the star in thet east really is Putin.



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