September 2007 Archives
WELL, all right, me and Posh Boots are still going strong, much to everyone's amazement.
The consensus seems to be: she's far too good for me, and I must say I agree.
And apparently we are too lovey-dovey when out in public together, touching each other's knees ... sometimes even giving each other a peck on the cheek etc.
I supposed that sort of thing is a bit sick-baggy to behold, especially if you are long married, as some of our friends in New Brighton are, or single (ditto).
JUST recently I started writing a weekly TV review column for a newspaper in Spain that’s aimed at the British ex-pat community and holidaymakers.
My telly punditry pieces appear each weekend in the English language title, Think Spain Today.
The paper is sold throughout Spain and given away free on incoming passenger jets.
You might easily be handed a copy next time you fly off to the sun.
Writing criticism of TV is something I find easy … especially as I dislike the UK’s bloated TV industry and its (mainly) mediocre programmes so very much.
Doing the new telly column has reminded me of the fun I had lambasting broadcasters in the 1990s when I wrote the SAM BRADY column for the old Oracle teletext service.
JUST done something I haven´t done for years.
Been on a beach holiday abroad, somewhere hot and sunny - and enjoyed it.
It´s odd that I enjoyed it, because I don´t much like heat or sunshine. Or abroad, come to that.
But I was in the company of my new (seven weeks now) sweetheart, Posh Boots, and that made everything seem enjoyable somehow.
Also, there was the daring Spiderman stunt that I pulled. More of that later...
We stayed in Spain at my sister Princess Stephanie of Wigan´s place near Ayamonte, close to the border with Portugal.
The trip didn´t start well however, and that´s because of how bloody awful British airports have become.
IN THIS posting I'm writing about happiness, which is, paradoxically, a state of being that’s (a) hard to acquire (b) even harder to sustain over a long period.
Happiness, my friends, is never couple of steps away from disappointment and even misery.
Being content and free of worry is one way of defining human happiness. But how many of us can claim to be in that state? Exactly!
To make things even more difficult for us, the modern mind is, quite unreasonably, conditioned to see happiness as an expectation and even as a right.