here we are again ,,,should I say here we go again?
An attempt to keep this blog alive I chuck a link to Facebook, which seems to be taking over the internet.
Never mind, I shall continue my attempts to recover my fan base. I find writing cathartic so who cares if no one is reading?
I suppose I do,
How are you all?
Yes indeed it is 4 am, or as I type 4.47. The feline community attended to and back to sleep, or wandering off into the jungle, in the hunt for another tasty bite.
So dear readers what of me? Living quietly and enjoying sun although have to admit my tolerance for the golden orb is not what it used to be, in fact nothing is quite what it used to be.
Exploring radio station options, and wasting time on Facebook.
Waiting for yet another hospital appointment, where strangers will fiddle with my insides whilst chatting about their plans for the weekend, I admit, it can be fun when the locals think I cannot understand the conversation going on above me in my drug induced state.
So, dear reader, little to share, but I will share it with you,
a very early thanx to warring or was that playing? felines. I have too many of them, 7 or was that 8? the just arrive and stay. I perhaps foolishly cannot deny a four legged friend....but they can eat and eat.
On the last day of May, the rain has started or could it be the rains? Another step up the climb to global warming...This afternoon on the terrace as ever enjoying a the sea view and its priveledges but now should I dare to venture forth, umbrella would be the norm...in fact I think this is the only place on earth I have been witness to shorts sunglasses and umbrellas, all on one person...But never mind , all cats in and happy, some having the night time ablutions some already sleeping the sleep of the just, keeping time to a snoring rythm, interrupted only by an ocasional grunt or twitch as they dream cat dreams.
Read on...tomorrow as I ressurect this blog from drowning in the sea of social media.
Leaden eyes tell the story of another day, Eyelids like shutters pulled and protecting the story of my weary soul.
Getting late.
Goodnight.
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Well dear readers, I have just discovered that my blog page was hiding in plain sight. Now I dont want to log out as I may never be able to log back in ....and how you people would miss me....
The truth is, althogh the internet fascinates me, I waste too much time reading rubbish whereas the stuff that is worthwhile appears to be just outwith my area of understanding. So is that just incompetence or something else?
Anyway,, glad that my blog has re-surfaced, will attempt to breathe some life into it...meantime ....enjoy.
Listening to cumbia music, I think its called that, a style of music arriving from Columbia and Argentina along with reggaeton and of co...
