I think I need a holiday.
Now most people need a break from work and to go somewhere where they can relax and to use that horrible modern idiom – to "chill out".
I seem to have the opposite problem.
I have noticed of late that I am becoming very mellow in my old age. Things that used to get me all fired up, now pass right over my head and fail even to get so much as a tug of the forelock. Politicians don't annoy me any more, but that's maybe because they are all mercifully on their extended summer break. The anti-smokers are keeping remarkably quiet so there is nothing to piss me off there either.
In fact, very little is pissing me off, and I'm not quite sure whether that's down to nothing being there to get my goat or whether I'm just ignoring them all.
It's kind of worrying.
I tend to take a holiday every year, and the last one where I didn't was the year Sandy was dying and I wanted to devote all my attention to her. Before that can't remember. So this is the first year where we said fuckit – let's stay at home, and I'm wondering if that is the problem?
I did an epidemiological study on the matter.
I compared years where I had a holiday with levels of grumpiness and found a definite correlation. Or is it causation? This is always the problem with epidemiological studies – the two get confused.
I'm inclined to follow the causation line.
So I need a holiday to get the curmudgeonliness back!