What is there to say? Life perplexes me and I often wonder whether it has any true meaning or value. This is not helped by the fact that I have suffered from Chronic Fatigue Syndrome over the last eleven years, it comes in phases now but is, currently, back with a vengeance.
I hope to move from London this year, it is the place of my birth but I dislike it more with each passing year.
Guess I am not a happy soul really, am I? Yet, I have a good sense of humour, it is the common bond which cements all my close friendships.
I love to read, I love books, the feel, even the smell of them. Walking into a secondhand bookshop is, for me, akin to walking into a treasure cave.
What have I done?
Stayed in haunted houses, fenced and done broadsword re-enactment, quarterstaff work, archery, coached American Football with two teams, concentrating on special teams. Assisted in London Photographic Studios, worked as a photographer but am beginning to believe that the idea of being “a photographer” is defunct since the digital revolution, you might as well be a street gaslamp wick trimmer, so I doubt I will be taking many more pictures.
I am single and getting older, doubt the existence of love now, it has been so rare in my life I think I am in the process of calling it extinct.
(Guess if this “About” was a piece on a dating site it wouldn’t really set the female hearts racing! There is a happier side to me, honest.
I am kind, generous, a good friend, and I am blessed with incredible friends in my life.
I am considering giving up on all my web based presence, blogs included. You see, I am still trying to convince myself that the technology works and I see the Microsoft “Sorry IE has encountered a problem and will have to shut down” and similar, too many times to be convinced, it is just a stress generating machine and I don’t need that in my life.
