It's the end of the world

I could use this space in the void of the Internet to make a point, I could stand up for the rights of the oppressed, I could hold a huge organisation to account for corruption or I could use this as a platform for someone who needs to get a serious point across.

Instead I'm going to talk about the snow, also known as that white stuff which can crush an economy, bring a country to its knees and give our news program's something to talk about. It's is snowing in Britain, near the end of march. That is not meant to happen.

I promised myself that I would start to take care of my body, I would get fitter and eat heather, how am I meant to go jogging when I running in fear of sheet ice and flying reindeer? 

I wanted to try tennis. Mind you it's good news for Phillip Schofield, there are so many Dancing on Ice spin-offs that the sexy silver fox could host. For example 'Tennis on Ice,' 'Jeremy Kyle on Ice' or my personal favorite, 'OAP's falling over on ice.'

My car was mistaken for a moving ice rink, I had polar bear cubs making their home on my roof.

My mum is one of those people who freezes milk, so I think that she should turn the freezer off and put all of the food in the garden, not only will she save some money on her electricity bill, but the neighbors will also be able to see what we are going to have for dinner.

So I don't really know what I'm meant to do, and Sunday morning tv is rubbish.


I have also developed a voice which sounds like a cross between Bubbles DeVere and Professor Snape, I read this post to my brothers in that voice. 

They laughed.

A Blog Post In Tesco.

I've noticed something about my blogging, I do most of it in tesco. I wonder why?

A good thing has happened since my last post, (the story one) I have finally got insurance on my car. I am a free man.

The world is open for business, but I have no idea what to do first, I don't mean career, that sorted out, in a few months time I will be at the bottom of a ladder that I want to climb, rather then halfway up one I don't want to climb. What I mean is sitting in the house is boring, I want to do something now, something that is worth me filling up my tank.

Below is an image of my now organised bookcase.