I'm thirsty.

Comments.

I've found out how to change the settings so now anyone can make a comment without having to register and stuff. It's not hard, you just have to enter a code as it appears on the screen and Bob's your Uncle. So, if there is anyone left reading this utter drivel, I'd love to hear from you - may be get you some counseling. BTW thanks bruv - see you on Saturday.

Chasing rainbows.

Looking back, there are things that make you smile, things that make you cringe and things that you regret. There are people, places and times that you will always remember, and there are moments that you'd go back to in a shot, without question. It's usually on a wet Wednesday that these memories seep back into the consciousness but sometimes it's due to an outside influence - an old photo, an email from out of the blue or a conversation with an old friend that sparks off these recollections.

You can't go back, but if you could - after the rose tint fades - you'd realise how far you've moved on, changed. How those memories, however great, can't be recreated and should remain filed as what they are - moments in the past. Don't forget them, cherish them and use them to help you keep moving, even if you're still not sure where you are heading.

And remember, scatter cushions are an optional extra.

Why.

When buying a new bed, how can a matress be an optional extra?
Why does the spell-check in my email package not know the word 'email' or 'website'?
How do they get all the dried-up pieces of lime out of the Corona bottles?
Pandas?

And what's with all the bombs? Enough now, we get it - you don't like George W. Well nor do we but wait a couple of years and he'll be gone. If you don't like the world do something constructive about it, do some charity work. Just stop blowing yourselves up, it's very selfish and not very friendly.