This Is This

See, you get a word that sounds like blog, and then you - oh you do get it.

It’s getting increasingly hard to keep life out of my blog and not to break my own rules. If I did, I know bad things would happen, and I know I would say “I should not have broken the rules”. Like when I undertook a car on my motorcycle that time on Parliament Square and the idiot was oogling at Big Ben to check the time. Idiot that he was, yes, but I was undertaking and I had promised myself I wouldn’t do that, so when he cut left and nearly hit me, I had him and me to blame.

My blogging rules, by the way, include not writing specific things about work, writing about family matters or health things. Oh, and starting any posts with the words “These days…”. I did have another one saying I was never going to write about writing, or blog about blogging, but I think that’s OK, because other people do and I find it interesting, so I guess it’s OK.

At the moment there are things going on. Not big things, but I will let you know soon.

Last week I was writing about things I need to do to improve my life. It didn’t last too long because I had a bad cold over the weekend, so I didn’t exercise, but I did bake cornbread muffins, spelt flour bread and ate a couple of apples. And went to bed at 11pm one night. But then last night I was up until 1:30 this morning, which is wrong because I wake up at 6.

I started reading about motorcycles and tests because I think I’m going to get one. The bus company just put the price up by twenty pounds a month and even with lessons and a test and everything it’s probably still going to be cheaper and easier and quicker than walking for two miles and waiting for a bus for half an hour.

The main concern is this. Or more specifically This Is This, because I write this on the bus. But if I have learned about writing over the course of four years, it’s that if I want to write, I will. It’ll happen. Just in the same way that not writing makes me write, like on holidays and things, I’ll find a way to write something. I’ll hopefully be gaining more time, so let’s see what happens.

First stop is to get a load of motorcycle catalogues and price together what this thing is going to cost me.

I will be careful. Stop it.

No you stop.

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