Hobbies and hobby-horses
I’m in a strange place at the moment.
Physically I am grand apart from suddenly developing high blood pressure. This, we all know is caused by my smoking and has fuck all to do with the fact that my family is imploding spectacularly around my ears. Doc put me on some tablets, and according to the leaflet one of the side effects [amongst several dozen others which include death] is that I am to both gain and lose weight. I’m looking forward to that taking effect as I should be quite a sight – constantly inflating and deflating? I could become a tourist attraction in the village?
Mentally though things are weird.
There is nothing wrong with my mental state [apart from the fact that my family is imploding spectacularly around my ears], but I just can’t seem to come up with anything interesting to say here. I know there’s a lot of shit going on in the world, and either I have already aired my views on the subject or others have covered the topic far more eloquently.
I was pondering this morning [I ponder most mornings – I like to stay regular] and had some interesting thoughts. But they rang little bells somewhere at the back of my memory and sure enough I have already vented on those subjects before, and in some cases several times before. I am becoming as repetitive as a highly indigestible meal.
Maybe I should take up a new hobby so I can write about that? I’m not taking about bowls or bridge of even golf or any of those “what pensioners do” hobbies – I would like to do something just a little more challenging.
Archery would be grand and as a kid I spent my time making bows and arrows and terrifying the local wildlife [don’t worry – I never actually hit anything]. But nowadays they just make you shoot at a target which I would imagine would become somewhat tedious and boring after a while.
Maybe I should do something with a goal? I would actually quite like to make myself a plane. I’m not taking about one of those model yokes. Oh no. I’m talking about something that will fly with me inside it. Again, as a kid I had that fanciful idea but I only got as far as collecting one plank. That didn’t fly very well so I abandoned the project.
Maybe it’s time to resurrect it?
Hmm. What about a moving target? There’s a challenge!
Paint one on the back of your S-i-L’s jacket.Sure you’ll think of something…. 😉At the same time? Post pictures!
Just had a thought – a crossbow might be more fun. The only problem is that if I use ’em on moving targets [i.e. tourists] the arrows and bolts are more easily recovered and traced by forensics?
As for the photos – you’d have to pay to see them.
Have a watch of the Plank https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=S2VgIkzFY2U
As for everything else, whatever will be will be, is as close to the truth as makes no odds. Hope herself can see this as well and is staying the right side of sane and healthy. K8 needs a rock or two.
Hah! I remember seeing that for the first time in a cinema in Cambridge.
I take it by “rock or two” you mean a gentle swaying, and not the hard things? She’s still my daughter…..
No I mean you an herself are the rocks K8 needs. Something she can rely on as an anchor of sanity when all appears insane.
Take up gliding
He’s been saving toilet paper tubes for decades…Colditz glider….
… and washing up liquid bottles.
bring a girlfriend home to stay
Which one? I have a funny feeing that wouldn’t work out too well anyway.
Surely being dead would solve the BP issues though?