Seven hours! Seven hours (or three hundred odd miles) of rain yesterday. From getting on my leathers at ten o’clock in the morning, all through the south into the midlands headed right up to Leeds it fucking rained. My leathers were sodden (no holds, no leaks, just fully hydrated with bloody rain) my socks were a wet mess, my trollies were more like swimming trunks and my skin was saturated. Fecking rain!
Now that was possibly the last time I’ll set foot in that part of the country for a while. Apart from a couple of friends, it holds nothing of interest anymore (and if you feel you have a vested interest in that sentence, feel free to write a strongly worded letter to anyone who gives a shit). I find I now have more time and more inclination to visit folk from my past (and some from my present) in a couple of weeks time, a trip up to Scotland is on the cards riding horses in the highlands! Also a couple of trips around the country catching up on the life that was put on hold while I wasted a year! (Every day is a school day)
On an aside, I think a bit more exercise is required as my fat pants are beginning to pinch a bit. A bike and a pair of trainers are the way forward tomorrow as well as a game of badminton! Although the Chinese pork balls I just troffed didn’t help my ever expanding girth! (I’m obviously exaggerating, my snake belt needs adjusted)
Now onto the title of this missive! Empathetic I’m NOT. But if there was ever any one persona I would Love to empathise with, it’s Beelzebub himself. To be able to see the world as it really is and to feel the varying inner struggles and BS of flakes! I’ve had it with bollocks they spew and the fact the world is always against them! I would happily side with the Devil and dispare at humanity (well some of it anyway) the rest of them I would just boil in oil. …………… So not a nice end to my ramblings, but ramblings they are! And I will never stop 🙂