Well, it’s been a week or two since I posted last – and not much worthy of the ego-log has has passed me by since. There has been the subtle recommendation to rename this blog ‘Coprolalia‘ to give a truer indication of its content (in the etymological sense that is).
There has been a not-so-subtle recurrence of the flu, replete with multi-hued mucus and ‘thniffles’. It would appear that all I want for christmas is a 2007 free of sickness.
Having momentarily fallen off, I’m also back on the broad-band-wagon, and it’s GOOD. It’s a sign of the times that I’ve been happy to live without a fridge, yet not so happy to be without the internet.
Cricket has been omnipresent as with summers past, and despite almost non-stop badgering I have not bought an air-conditioner, fast food meal, or insurance of any description.
So for now, I guess it’s just a matter of gardening,
getting healthier, and babbling a healthy dose of faeces throughout the festive season, all to the happy sounds and droning of crickets and commentators.
“Come to my blog and/or eat shit…” – Coprolalia.org new tagline…
Merry Christmas and happy Boxing day..no doubt you’re out in amongst the hippies, yuppies, and yippies searching for a spot of dry grass to park yourself for the next week. Have a great time at Woodford..might see you there…you dribble shit? NEVER. No lo creo…and Happy New Year too..(just in case I don’t see you at Woodford).