Is it hot? Yes. Is it sunny? No. Am I sweating my bollocks off on my bike? Yes. Am I bothered? No. Leaving behind the fact that if we don’t moan about the weather, we would have nothing to moan about. Not strictly true though is it? We’ve had the referendum, and by a democratic vote, the country voted out! Still whinging now!!!! We’ve had a parliamentary election, and by god, another democratically elected government, ok so it was a hung parliament, but one party was given the lions share if the vote, and you know what? People are whinging AGAIN. Have I been beamed to a country where whiny little ‘entitled’ fuckwits seem to want everything given to them despite what the majority ask for? Now I know some apologist socialist will find it in his or her heart to take to the internet and troll my question, but hey, it’s a free country. But if you had your way, it obviously wouldn’t be, as when someone disagreed with you, you’ll whinge!! So go on, have a pop!
On a plus side, ‘Big Red’ had gotten over his mid life crisis and has started playing nice again, starting every time (fingers crossed) and riding like a demon!! A big loud red demon! The bugger now is, because of my first line, ‘is it hot?’ The bloody midges are out en made! It was like riding through an Ethiopian refugee camp back in the eighties, (I fucking dare you) but my destination was worth it, I can’t see shit however, but a little elbow grease will cure that minor complaint.
As for the rest of my day, after I have my fight with the neurosurgeon, I plan to knock up some shelving and possibly but some more wallpaper for the rest of my place (I’ll do anything NOT to do my maths) once I’ve spent all me cash on paper, I’ll sit back and contemplate life whilst jamming with me guitar (the one that I have properly soldered in the right places now) and then think about maths…..just think about it though.