A new month is upon us and.. oh my tis gonna be a full adventure packed one this year! June, it has to be said, definitely had quite a few more downs than ups and really took a nose-dive as it approached its ultimate whimper. The blog, as ever, suffered from a lack of updates but sometimes life is very rude in its attention grabbing; and these really weren’t things I could ignore.
So I start the new month off looking for some ‘new adventures’… let’s leave it at that for the moment, and contemplating a month of pain(s)…. of various unique flavours.
The little buggerage that is cancer is having the local quackery peek, poke and “hmmmm” at it first thing with a view to finally giving it its marching orders; scalpel and eye-watering equipment at the ready!
Before one can even clench one’s but-tocks at that thought I shall be throwing myself, and number one sprog, into the competitive art of funny poses and grunting in a japanese accent. I would call it Karate, but that really is doing the fair martial art a disservice… at least on my part.
What’s more worrying is that I shall be pitting my questionable skills against a large number of other practitioners, with some very VERY dark coloured belts, all in the name of becoming world champeeen!
Get that over and done with and I will age an extra year almost immediately… literally! Nope, not in some abstract sense of the word, I will actually have aged another year. That is if I haven’t already aged prematurely when number one sprog officially enters his teenagedom the week before.
There’s a bit more to tap out into this post, but I can’t seem to compose the correct combinations of letters and punctuation marks into something vaguely coherent.
Ah well, cometh the end of July and I’ll be pretty much offline for a few weeks; no on-line presence, no work, no karate, no updates, no cancerous lumps bumps ‘n other stuff? no idea… we’ll cross that bridge when we get there though.
First day of the month!