Have I found the page ?? Ah well maybe. Folk, you know that you are going to be reading the ravings of a pensioner with a little bit of unsound mind getting unsounder as the days motor on ?? Are you up for it?

Sad day today and joyful too, oxmoron ish. Went to the funeral of a dear old friend way over in Yorkshire whom I actually haven't seen for years and years. In fact I wish indeed that he had been there in the flesh and blood to hug and greet. Instead his wonderful sons, grown men now to hug instead. It was very moving - they were children last time we met. Happy/sad eh.

This year we thought we'd make a 'Round Britain Tour' and call on all those people whom we promise in the annual Xmas card that we'll see and never do. The next thing is they are enboxed and the moment has passed - as have they. We are old Father William .......

Again, me being here is G's fault, the pressure to write this blog which I am not taking that seriously but am aware now that I must use aliases to protect identities and my own neck he he he. I shall enalias everbody and hide the code - do you like my economical use of language ??

So 4 hours on the M'way in thick fog and severe dreich conditions have rendered the brain slightly woeful so I shall spare you good people any more mind wanderings and drift off and return refreshed. I like the style of the Caitlin Moran book I shall go read some more and learn a bit about appealing style and how to be  WOMAN maybe it's a bit late for me.

Ciao bambini x