Black

Me Blog's had a makeover! I've gone all Johnny Nice Painter. No I won't say the word, just in case. Although I have to admit that I have been feeling 'the Black Dog' panting on my shoulder recently. Not surprising for a Manic Depressive I suppose but the dramatic highs and lows of my younger years now no longer occur. Now it is a general blandness and emptiness that haunts me. Overthinking about my age and the fact that I cannot see myself changing, which I need to do if I am to progress and achieve. You cannot teach an old black dog new tricks. Whilst having much to be grateful for, it is the conditioned expectations of work and family which if you haven't attained by a definitive point in your life you start to think of Margaret Thatcher's quote about travelling on buses after a certain age. It could just be the weekend. I've never liked weekends, even when I was working. There was always that pressure to 'do' something especially if the sun was shining. I always preferred the brutality of the working week because even though you were probably doing something quite stressful it took your mind away from the pointlessness of existence. I'm sounding like a moaning, whinger now but I wanted to write this as an introduction to the new look. The Boutique Blog which is never mentioned elsewhere goes from strength to strength. Started in January 2012, it is one of the very few things that I am proud of and one of the very few things that I enjoy curating. Anyway jolly readers I hope I haven't brought you down. Did you say Black?