Friday, 1 July 2016

Car Crash Salads & Historical Hookers

Come in, sit down, and relax...and welcome to another edition of The Long and Winding Croad.

Yet again, i sit on a lunch break eating my extremely bland ham salad made with absolutely no enthusiasm this morning. Making lunch in the morning whilst still barely open eyed is always a challenge, and can sometimes equate to disastrous results. None the less, i will continue to eat what can only be described as looking like a 'Car Crash Salad'

With the holiday buzz over, and work back in full force, normality has been restored.I think as i get older i take for granted that double PE lesson i used to have on a Friday morning all those years ago, and i think a good run around the cross country course this morning would have been just the job. School was always made out to be such an important time, a learning curve, a start to life....but can you tell me how much you have actually applied? How many times has Pythagoras therom been used in McDonalds? How many estate agents need the periodic table?  I'd have had  much more benefit in someone teaching me how to cook a cottage pie and how to manage my monthly direct debit bills than the latest hookup girl of King Henry the 8th. 

I think deep down inside i'm turning into a grumpy old man. I have the whole setup ready to go. Shades of grey hair...questionable facial hair, and the Marks & Sparks coloured jumpers. As next week approaches, i look to celebrate the fact anyone's attempts to kill me have been unsuccessful (including myself) and for yet another year, i'm still here. Gone are the days of Action Man figures for presents, now with his new available Moon outfit. You all remember that time Action Man went to the moon right?  I digress, the gifts as you grow older appear less and less interesting. I feel it was only a year or so ago i received Bed sheets and Towels. I'm not sure if i should have been offended, or pleasantly surprised, but this year i can only hope maybe Curtains or Blinds arn't being considered. I was only in discussions the other day with my mother how i needed a new mattress..... watch this space.

Friends are a lot like farts... some linger for a long time, and you know are yours.... some are gone so quick, you barely realise they are there...and others seem to pop up whenever theres a good takeaway involved!!!  Point is, people come and people go. I've finally got round to accepting the fact lifestyles and people change, and as everyone 'grows up' priorities change too. Some will stay in touch less, but still remain, others will just decide that you no longer form a part of the future for them. I've caught up this week with several old friends, and straight away its like you only saw each other yesterday. There are a lot of people now who have families and children...even if when we went to school i wouldn't have let them in charge of a hamster.....they somehow now have human beings to look after. Each to their own, people change, and my generation seems to be pretty much hanging up the party shoes, and putting on a good pair of slippers most Saturday nights.

Thats another edition in the can. I hope you have enjoyed the ride this time. Please dont forget to Share, Like and Comment.....The blog only... not STI's. 

Peace Out Monkeys

Martin




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