Just a little quirky. Phew!

I will have to sort out my life but at least I know that then, my head will sort out itself… Actually, between me and thee, I’ve been a lot better recently, anyway. The minute I decided to be a bit stern about the corporate puff writing (the third but unfortunately highest earning job) I began to feel a bit more in control a bit less la la and a bit better. I’ve been concentrating on getting three, one hour long bike rides in a week, too and that seems to have helped.

While I’m here, I would like to share a very off colour and generally un PC joke with you which was sent to me by Mr BC. It demonstrates, beautifully I think, the difference between women and men…! So if that sort of stuff ain’t your thing, look away now… The rest of you… well, I guffawed when I got to the punchline…

Enjoy…

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This morning I received a phone call from a gorgeous ex-girlfriend who called ‘out-of-the-blue’ to see if I was still around. We lost track of time, chatting about the wild, romantic times we used to enjoy together.

I couldn’t believe it when she asked if I’d be interested in meeting up and rekindling a little of that ‘old magic’. ‘Wow!’ I was flabbergasted.

‘I don’t know if I could keep pace with you now’, I said, ‘I’m a bit older and a bit greyer and balder than when you last saw me. Plus I don’t really have the energy I used to have.’

She just giggled and said she was sure I would ‘rise to the challenge’.

‘Yeah.’ I said. ‘Just so long as you don’t mind a man with a waistline that’s a few inches wider these days! Not to mention my total lack of muscle tone… everything is sagging, my teeth are a bit yellowed and I am developing jowls like a Great Dane!’ She laughed and told me to stop being so silly.

She teased me saying that tubby grey haired older men were cute and she was sure I would still be a great lover.

Anyway, she giggled, ‘I’ve put on a few pounds myself!’

So I told her to f**k off.