The Hounds of Love

I know I know, I took a small holiday from writing the blog, for no other reason than, well I could, what are you lot going to do sue me? yeah probably some of you would LOL!

I wasn’t happy after the last blog as it festered away, it finally did good numbers, but it wasn’t the runaway success that some of the blogs had been, so I thought sod it, have a break, I didn’t get no Kit Kat though…. bugger! I was confused as it did barely double figures in the first three days I really thought I had written a crap blog, but they picked up it simply took longer than normal, me obsess over reader numbers……never!

So what did I do, I have been asked by you lot, do you want the truth, well I worked then worked some more and played lots of music whilst working just a bit more, I’m sure that you get the picture, the longer it went the harder it was to put pen to paper, I mean I  did, but nothing that floated my boat, and I certainly didn’t want to write a bucket load of angst and depression, not that I was feeling either of those things, I just wasn’t in a writing mood , go figure! Some of you (as always) got your knickers in a bunch, thinking that there was something seriously the matter there wasn’t I think I’m simply getting ready to finish the blog (at number 500 as previously stated) and although in a strange way I did miss the writing, it was nowhere near traumatic as I assumed its going to be!

So, what brought me out of my funk, if you could even call it that, well I have no idea other than the dam was breached and a shed load of ideas floated to the top, I was finally fiscally sound (for all of 48  hours) I treated the wife to a nice if not exactly exciting meal on Friday and it was lovely doing things that other people seem to do, we had a wander, spent some time and some money on ourselves ……which was nice! I bought some books and a set of headphones, I know me with my reputation, We had a late night mercy dash to complete late at night(did I say it was late, yes  it was, it was late) because a of public transport fubar, but in the grand scheme it all went to plan well as much as it can with our family…….so late at night!

Yesterday was more of the same, except we had a kraken who was unable to close her back door, please don’t ask and for those of you out there with a filthy mind no it wasn’t a euphuism, we have a cunning plan which we needed to source some materials, we set off to do that, it just gave us more cunning plans we are an awkward bunch,  but we then continued on our merry way and ended up enjoying a lovely lunch (a salad I kid you not) and then a bit more shopping (another set of headphones …..don’t ask) we ended up home later than anticipated, then we set off to pick up our youngest (what does she think we are a bloody taxi……..actually she doesn’t I just felt like whining like the old man that I am) and then head off to see friends in South Shields, that’s when the dam broke lots of fun and chat and the creative juices were flowing, the dogs were as loving as dogs can be, and a great night was had , it was all cut too way damn short thanks to the clocks going forward and everybody but me going off to work (hahahahahaha I don’t have to). Although I have my own list of chores to complete as long as my arm (so maybe not as long as I am making out!

As a last treat as we headed home I took the executive decision to call in and get a Chinese takeaway, and as I entered through the door of my local, I was met with what I thought was the third world war going off in the kitchen area ( I don’t speak Chinese) a brief moment of silence followed by a huge outburst of laughter, WTF!  It was then that they realized that I was stood at the counter waiting to place my order, one of the daughters came through and as a way of explanation she said something in Chinese, my obviously blank expression made her repeat what she said with a small bit added on in English “sorry he is Chinese Billy Connolly” erm ok!

Once we were home, I snaffled off other people plates as they never eat a full meal and I would have been bloated if I had eaten all of a main meal for myself, honest I was being good, we all ended up doing our own thing the daughter off to bed the, wife colouring her stress away (have you met me!) me watching / snoozing through a Jason Statham film, go figure.

So that should be everybody caught up, that’s what I did on my vacation, as for the blogging, my nose shall be back to the grindstone in writing mode as soon as the numbers for this one dies down,  yes I still have a few ideas to work through, my work ethic has simply been (in a blog sense) nonexistent, it’s time to get my big boy pants on and man up and get writing.

As always thank you for the messages of concern from the more caring of my readers, there was nothing at all to worry about, I simply took a side street on my blogging journey/ life, I did some family stuff and as I said before I did some work, all In all its all good in my garden (not that I have one, I hate gardening) after posting this and obsessing over numbers (well until they hit triple digits) I have some house hold chores to carry out and then a steak and kidney pudding to devour, however that’s a tale for another blog!

The name game is in play and although a strange one for me it is a song I like, watch for the skies for further incoming and as always, many thanks for helping to spread the disease/ blog at least that’s how I think that the blog does so well, because I certainly don’t have a bloody clue who reads the bloody thing until the next time……………Toodles!