RIP The Western Black Rhino, officially now declared extinct. Thanks in the main to poaching. Go humans, another couple of centuries and we'll be eating each other because there won't be anything else left.
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Thursday, 10 November 2011
Another One Bites the Dust
RIP The Western Black Rhino, officially now declared extinct. Thanks in the main to poaching. Go humans, another couple of centuries and we'll be eating each other because there won't be anything else left.
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Wednesday, 9 November 2011
You Don't Have a Clue
Wow, it must be that time of the year again... I always seem to become lazy and unmotivated through the winter, I guess it's only natural... so this blog will probably be patchy and even more rubbish than usual for a while before springing back to life around March next year. (Heh, see what I did there?)
I made a decision last January that 2011 was going to be a year of excess and hedonism, and found it very easy to stick with that decision! Yes, quite a childish way for someone in their mid 40s to behave perhaps, but this year has been one of those 'end of an era' years. I've been aware for a while that change is on the horizon, it's happening crushingly slowly but the wheels are turning nonetheless and 2012 is going to be a year of hard work. Bugger. I hate it when a party ends, but always ensure I'm the last to leave, dragging it out beyond all necessity. As outlined in an earlier post this was also a year-long celebration of an important anniversary (yeah I know - any excuse!).
Something strange - two pubs in particular have featured heavily in this year's nonsense, two very different pubs in very different places with a very different clientele but both friendly, fun and reasonably cheap. And just as my 'summer of love' was winding to a close, they both unexpectedly closed within a week of each other! It's as though life is ensuring all temptation is removed now, what the hell? Or maybe I broke them. Very odd, and very sad, one of them has featured heavily in my life since 1981. Damn, it must be time to grow up, I always knew this day would come.
So, a few months of biding my time now before turning in a new direction. I'm gonna take things easy for a while, build reserves and get fat. Yeah. Meantime I will attempt to keep this place alive, the occasional CPR session should just about keep it ticking over.
This says it all :
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I made a decision last January that 2011 was going to be a year of excess and hedonism, and found it very easy to stick with that decision! Yes, quite a childish way for someone in their mid 40s to behave perhaps, but this year has been one of those 'end of an era' years. I've been aware for a while that change is on the horizon, it's happening crushingly slowly but the wheels are turning nonetheless and 2012 is going to be a year of hard work. Bugger. I hate it when a party ends, but always ensure I'm the last to leave, dragging it out beyond all necessity. As outlined in an earlier post this was also a year-long celebration of an important anniversary (yeah I know - any excuse!).
Something strange - two pubs in particular have featured heavily in this year's nonsense, two very different pubs in very different places with a very different clientele but both friendly, fun and reasonably cheap. And just as my 'summer of love' was winding to a close, they both unexpectedly closed within a week of each other! It's as though life is ensuring all temptation is removed now, what the hell? Or maybe I broke them. Very odd, and very sad, one of them has featured heavily in my life since 1981. Damn, it must be time to grow up, I always knew this day would come.
So, a few months of biding my time now before turning in a new direction. I'm gonna take things easy for a while, build reserves and get fat. Yeah. Meantime I will attempt to keep this place alive, the occasional CPR session should just about keep it ticking over.
This says it all :
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