spokesperson

Today is grey and misty, like all the colour has been sucked out.
Taking dog for a walk felt a bit like being an extra in one of those Dracula movies.
The trees were blurry shapes and the air was so still you could hear cracking and creaking from the woods.

But I feel sunny inside, so that's what really matters.

Hope you are too.

I was just wondering whether it is generally true that women are more sensitive than men.

I think it probably is but men are experts at hiding their feelings, usually, so how would we ever know?

Maybe it is just that men daren't admit it.
And that women feel like they're letting the side down if they are not sensitive.

Maybe boys have all that stuff suppressed at school - who wants to be called a sissy?!

If I was looking for a purpose for this blog, maybe expressing sensitivity on behalf of blokes everywhere might be a good one.

I'll think about it!

KFC stands for Komplete F*+^ ing Crap!
It was my only option tonight after work.  I had about half an hour before I had to get to a place for a meeting at 6.30 and the KFC place was the only one within a short walk which I knew could serve me quickly to stave off my hunger till later .
But what a price I paid! It is such cack.
So as you may have guessed, I probably won't be going there again.
 think I'll just have to starve next time.
Did I just get them on a bad day, or do you think they are rubbish too?

(Sorry Colonel.)

I'm wondering about letting my hair grow quite long.
I've always had this really neat hair cut, so that most people think I am a smart guy,
and old ladies say what a gentleman I am, that sort of thing.

Now if I could, I would probably say yes to a complete makeover. 

I think I need to be more grungey.

Tough decisions to be made, as you can imagine!

I've never lost that feeling of excitement you get from travelling.
I'm so sad I still love getting on a train, even if it's only a short trip.

Travel is great for its own sake, but this feeling might go back to the time when I was on a train and got really close to a gorgeous girl who I went out with for a long time.
Maybe I'm conditioned to thinking that will happen each time ...

The reality is usually that, like the joke, the nutter (all due respect) sits next to me, or behind me.

But it doesn't stop me wondering, and anticipating.

One day, I'd love to cross Europe by train. 
Just me, my iPod, a rucksack, and lots of cash.

Wow - what a thought.  I'd better start packing!

I really fancy a beer tonight after a long, hard day.
But the fridge is empty and the shops are shut.

How cruel is that?
I may be forced to chew a few wine gums.

I sometimes find myself wondering - should i live a different life?
Am I just too loyal and sensitive and should I be tougher.

It takes bravery to make changes, and you need to be motivated strongly enough to do it.

I am, of course, talking about relationships - isn't everyone?!

Is it better for us to try to suppress the way we feel to avoid anything unpleasant, or does this just deprive us of the better life we seek?

I'm not expecting any answers, by the way!

But it is good to think/write aloud in what I hope is safety ...

Not really sure why I'm here.
I think I have something to say, to get off my chest.

I'll take my time over it.

It feels like a good place to bare my soul, but that sounds very heavy.

But if I can't be honest here, where can I be?