Thar She Blows!

Thar she blows!

Call me Ishmael (Byron). Some years ago--never mind how long precisely --having little or no money in my purse, and nothing particular to interest me on shore, I thought I would surf the net a little and see the Crazy part of the world.

That is adapted from the opening of a favourite book of mine, Moby Dick, and in essence sums up this wonderful individual you will be reading about in the months to come, i hope unless i decide to quit this!

Anyway the quote essential means, when applied to me, that i am broke sod with not a penny to my name, nor anything on shore that interests me, IE i find the world around me incredibly boring, so the internet is my refuge, my place of exploration, my world.

Recently a good few people i know have began to right blogs and hell i thought why shouldn't i take a crack at it! my writing are fairly incoherent, and i think you, that lucky reader! shall struggle to make sense of it. It will tend to be a long drunken slur or rant, whatever you prefer to call it, i will warn you now that my grammar is bloody awful. Don't shoot!

A happy new year to one and all! yes yes it is that time of year when weight watchers, Gyms and tobacco replacement products make most of their money as people believe they will change with the coming of a new year, whether they are losing weight, quitting smoking, cutting down on the old swearing or just trying to be a nicer friendlier person. I on the other hand shall have none of that tosh, and that is not to say that i think i am perfect, oh mercy me no by no stretch of the imagination do i think i am perfect, frankly i am past wanting to change myself to please others i fail to think of one single out lying thing that i could change that would make me any happier, sure i am as big as a house, eat absolute rubbish, drink vodka, gin, whiskey Etc by the gallon and smoke tobacco by the field, nonetheless i am happy with the person i am and if people do not like it well, its tough!

However i have set myself some goals for the end of the year;
i would love to be able to drive... Legally

And to that end, i would love to be driving a 1967 Triumph spitfire MK3 In signal red, possibly with a TR6 engine, Yeah in my dreams i know but just any old spitfire will do!

I would like to be a happier person. not just in public, at home also(biggest long shot here!)

I would like to get out more,

Make new friends 

Be in the company of some fantastic women, (notice the use of the plural word)