As nights get longer, days get colder and the prospect of some fat red dressed, white bearded bastard appearing on my telly, I suppose it’s getting close to falling out with the family time! Don’t you just love this time of year? Everyone comes together for the festive shite then fall out over the roast potatoes! Let’s be honest, it’s nowhere near Christmas yet, but already I’ve heard slade and Paul (fucking) McCartney! I’m no humbug, but HUMBUG!!!
A bacon sarnie and a cup of tea have salved my wounded sense of incredulity at this capitalistic consumerist life we lead today! Gone are the thoughts of any religious overtones! Gone is the selfless act or actually caring about the less fortunate! Kids demand more and more, parents quell riotous rebellions in their ranks way before December, with promises of presents galore. When they fail to appear, the furore starts again helping along the fragile peace on its way to collapse!
I only mention this because while I cleaned out my ‘Zen Room’, I found me Christmas tree, still up with all its decorations on just waiting for me to plug it in! (Well that ain’t happening for a while) although I HAVE seen Christmas lights up in a window already!!! BEFORE Guy Fawkes too!!!! If I could stop this world and get off, I would. Then again I wouldn’t have any clear roads to play on with me bike! I like the weekdays as the other bikers are either at work or, this time of year, have put their bikes to sleep for the winter! God bless everyone!