Devoid of inspiration, i wondered if the Ghost of Blogs Past could enlighten me about the last year, informing me if i was making any kind of headway in life, treading water or sinking into the quicksands like the Frankenstein monster at the end of a horror film.
Only one thing could be certain, my grand vision was no clearer then than it is now...and reposting a Marilyn pic somehow seems appropriate.
Perusing my own gibberings for September 2006 and was surprised to discover how fresh these words were in my own mind, as if i'd only written them last week:
In another age, another life, i could have been a solemn but quietly satisfied keeper of a lighthouse, far removed from the intolerable babble of humanity. Nobody for company but the roving Atlantic kippers as they skipped amongst the breaking surf.
People can often view shyness in others as arrogance, aloofness or simple indifference, when in reality, sometimes nothing could be further from the truth...It was not easy being sixteen, clumsy and shy...less easy still to be forty-odd, clumsy and shy.
When that great bell finally tolls, judgement shall be pronounced on an existence little grander or of any more meaning than that of the bloody crane-flies that infest each September and live only to annoy.
...whoever you have secretly been idolising all these wasted years. The years since we all grew up and the world became far too sensible.
I want to do a runner from the world, escape back into childhood and spend the day making myself sick on Count Dracula Ice-Lollies, Corona, Flying Saucers, Spangles, Bazooka Joe and Frazzles.
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It must be a day for reflection - I've just been laying a ghost to rest on my blog!