Sweet holiday bliss...

Ah, holidays. This is the first day of mine although I've been on leave since the middle of last week. It would seem that I have hit the jackpot weather wise as my quite badly burnt face will testify and that was from just wandering about. You might wonder, quite reasonably, why I'm blogging on my hols, but it seemed like a good idea as i might have the time to compose a good one. Time will no doubt tell.

Anyway, I'm on the Isle of Wight which is a stuning location and the journey here was a bit of a trip down memory lane as i went through Southampton, my old stomping grounds. The hotel is...well, e bit of a cliche to be honest. It's full of coffin dodgers so the temperature is about the same as that of molten lead and a bit on the twee side but it's cheap (ish). The ferry crossing was smooth, sunny, warm and unhurried which sent me to sleep - brilliant.

The day has been slightly marred however by some twerp of a youth who i spotted shining a laser pointer at oncoming traffic outside my hotel so I actually rang plod to report it because that would piss me off royally if it was shone at me. Anyway, I have four more days of relaxation and lounging about to go so I shall get on with it. Now, where's the bar?

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Hello? Still here?

Yes, I know, another hole the size of an open-cast diamond mine but it's my blog and I'll forget it periodically if I want to.

Actually, today is a good day as I have just embarked on ten or so days away from the office and have a few things planned which ought to keep me out of mischief and help relax me a bit. More on that in another post in the next couple of days.

For now, I am just going to say that I swear that I will never again write about the perils of internet dating. Not because it finally worked out for me (it didn't) but because I no longer need it. Yes, I am no longer single which rather buggers up the blog title, but fuck it. That said, the internet was involved but neither I nor my now girlfriend were looking for someone when we met and it wasn't on a dating site; it just happened, honest officer.

Suffice to say that I am currently feeling like a bit of a teenager which can only be a good thing considering yet another part of my body has finally given way (right knee, cartilage tear). To paraphrase some comedian, I forget who, these days I can be injured by air. I go to sleep fine and wake up injured. Sheesh. Anyway, I'm cock-a-hoop at the moment and long may things stay that way. I promise to remain my grumpy, vitriolic and curmudgeonly self on here though as this is where I wring out my spleen. Eugh. Sounds grim.

Currently Listening To: The Wombats - A Guide To Love, Loss and Desperation

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