Ok.  A mere 1 hour after saying to a mate, ‘N’, that I’d not write a blog, EVER (I shouted), due to worry about negative comments from ne’re do well – ers/meanies/psychic vampires and the like, I find myself researching, buying a domain name, and starting my first foray into the unknown; as yet by me, unchartered, murky exciting land of Blogdom.  He also chose the name.  With friends like him … ?!  😉  x

What to write ?  Will anyone read it ?  Am I arsed ?  (ahem .. of course I f-ing am).

I’ve a few ideas bouncing around the inside of my head, keeping the single brain cell company (see what I did there … I tried to evoke a sympathetic response due to feeling tres exposed at the mo .. and not in a naked, lack of clothes fashion !   Saying that – I am sitting here, in the sea fog in a bikini .. and bulging out of it in a disconcertingly blobby fashion much to my chagrin).

Aren’t you supposed to write a ‘bit about me’ section ?  Buggered if I can find it.  Technophobic Northern Bint alert.  Must try harder.  I’ll do it here then ???

Know this.  I will swear on occasion.  Naughty hard swear words that make some people cringe away in disgust.  I suppose I will be opinionated, and take offence at anyone that disagrees with me, taking it to heart and sulking quietly, and sobbing snottily at times.  <note to self … woman up !  I am fairly spiritual and believe in the Universal Life Force energy as apposed to ‘The Invisible Man In The Sky’ as George Carlin so eloquently calls him/her/it/blar.  I’m not into believing in anthropomorphic personifications unless it’s the Tooth Fairy… or any fairy coming to think of it.  I clearly do believe in those, as if you say you don’t, one falls out of the sky and dies !  *squeak/thud*.    But I won’t be religion bashing too much on here, by way of allowing everyone to just ‘be‘ in their chosen head spaces, and not wanting to make this blog a ranting pit of horror as is my FB page at times (not good for my Karma – must try harder, AGAIN!) …. Organised religion is a load of tosh in my mind, control of the apathetic masses at best, a reason to be violent and evil at worst ?  There are good Christians the world over though, clearly, I might add – and Good Muslims .. and Jews, etc….  (thought I’d better add that – as I know quiet a few mainstream religious folk !)  Anyway – quite nice book in parts (the Bible) .. I’ve read it .. when I was 13 and wondering what to believe in.  Parables.  Impossible to live by.  Outmoded.  Outdated.  Out of it’s judgemental mind.  There.  Now that’s out of the way….

What else – What else ?

Excuse me while I go and throw the dogs bit of blue sodding plastic for him ….. ball obsessed ? Nope – blue plastic piping, lemons, oranges and pebbles obsessed Brittany Spaniel.  Geeeeez.

Ohhhh !!!!  I like to use exclamation marks.  Lots of them.  Deal with it, literary folk.  I make no excuses.  And grammatical, spelling Nazi’s will be summarily beheaded, as this blog is not a democracy but a Dictatorship, nay an Empire in microcosm .. and I am it’s Empress and will maketh you a full head shorter.  🙂

I’m very much into ‘Manifesting our own realities’ using the power of our minds, positivity, visualisation, etc .. and was brought up a Pagan in a very open and cool family.  I did try the Roman Catholic faith out for size at 14, as I was in luuurve with a guy called Jim (RIP darling) and his family used to sit on the 5th row back at St Secrets.  Swoon.  But there was way too much bobbing and genuflecting and shiz .. and I got confused.  I’ve also been a rubbish Buddhist (I was rubbish – not Buddhism) .. plus; and not related, I taught myself how to speak conversational Russian at the age of 12, although I can’t remember anything but ‘Dazvidania and Drowzvitche’ now.  Safe to say I’ve bounced around a lot of stuff in my time.  But – this manifesting stuff seems to work and make sense to me.  More on that I suppose on a blog that isn’t my introductory one. Watch this space ?

I’m not going to be cynical, or sarcastic, or try to be too clever.    And negativity isn’t the order of the day on this blog either.  I may rant a bit about stuff I believe in – but I’ll not be mean unless I take offence to something the World Governments/BigPharma/BigMedia/BigCorpa do – which is quiet often to be fair… ahem 😉

Champion of the little person = me?

Oooh !!! And I won’t be spewing personal or too private stuff about myself either – so you can heave a huge sigh of relief knowing that this is a safe place away from all the FB/Social Networking Drama-ocity that is the plague of our times.  This space in NOT, I repeat NOT a bloody moan infested pity party. Phew to that.

Talk about waffling !  (family trait .. thanks Pop/Mum/Everyone but my sis).

I live abroad by the way.  As in ‘out of the UK’.  Greece at the mo.  With my Hubby, a needy cat, and a special needs doggie.  Not sure where next.  Oyster – World, etc.  Did Egypt for 6 years previously, Cario – which was mindblowingly amazing and terribly lonely all at the same time.  More on that later too I suppose.

Our house is on the sea.  I’m currently designing our outside space to be a bit Ibiza beach lounge-ish.  It’s as fab as it sounds, I can’t deny.  It’s better when people visit though, that’s for sure.  Suns blazing down now .. but the sea fog earlier was a little disquieting … James Herbert’s ‘The Fog’ sprung to mind.. it inspired me … so I jotted my thoughts down below :

Out of the soupy air a metalic clanging could be heard. Rhythmic, musical. Dull too. Around the headland it slid … ragged sails and bent masts rising, ghost like through the murk. Slowly, inexorably, parting the fog into whisps and trails the rotting ship drifted into sight. A bell sounded 3 times…….. Trae proceeded to crap her kecks, squelch her now fragrant bum down hard on her quad bike, and skid out of Dodge …. this aint no horror movie …. I’m not hanging around to see what steps off that puppy.

Right,  that’s me for the minute.  By way of an introduction I trust it sufficed  

Next Blog ‘The World Cup – A lowdown for the laydeeeee’s’.

Till later my lovelies.  ❤