Ibiza 2015 – My Very Belated Review Of My 12th Visit

I’m writing this review of my 12th trip to Ibiza two weeks after getting back.  Is it really two weeks already? There were 12 of us going to the villa, all couples, except for me and JP.  Yes JP was sharing a room with me.  He must have been crazy to agree that.  And various others on the island that we met up with.  I knew about half of the gang prior to going. OK I’m now writing it four weeks after getting back.  I should forget about writing but it seems traditional to write about my trips abroad, particularly … Continued

James Went To Church

Yes I went into a church.  I cannot decide if I am not agnostic or atheist, however I can clarify that going to a church is total anathema to me, it goes against my beliefs.  I agreed to go for a family member who is seriously ill, as I thought it was the right thing to do. Said family member is seeking and receiving comfort through the church.  And I am pleased about this.  I am not someone who thinks religion is the source of all evil and war, as some atheists will tell you.  I am more of a … Continued

And Goodbye Reading

Travelodge, Reading

Tonight is (written on Friday) my last night in Reading, and yes I am feeling rather sad about it. Those born in Reading don’t seem to appreciate what the town offers to them and I guess if you are comparing the history of Windsor, the tranquil beauty of villages such as Sonning, or the international excitement of London, then maybe Reading is a little underwhelming. But if you’ve been brought up somewhere rough, like I have, then Reading is a place of beauty.  And I am leaving it reluctantly. My home town is Hull and I do have a lot … Continued

Goodbye Baydon Drive

So it’s goodbye Baydon Drive on Saturday. It is without doubt the house I have enjoyed living in most and the nicest house I have lived in.  It may well be the nicest house that I ever live in. I had to move out of the grotty flat that was consuming far too much of my money.  I didn’t want to go back into a house-share but it was a great decision, helped by living with a champagne socialist. The house had its imperfections, but there was lots of space to store all my stuff and the neighbours never complained … Continued

Cecil

African male lion, carnivore wildlife

I switched on the porn portal the other day, also known as the Islamic State training manual, and occasionally known as the internet, to find the usual keyboard warriors banging on about a lion called Cecil. I rolled my eyes and carried on scrolling down my news feed of infinite wisdom but despite my initial indifference, I kept thinking about it. My questioning mind meant that my first thoughts were to doubt the story, or to question the motives behind those making the story public.  Was it another ridiculous conspiracy theory?  Was the man in question being targeted for some … Continued

Room For Frustration

happy young couple among boxes at new home

No this is not about my sex life, I got over that type of frustration roughly after the birth of Jesus Christ, or Jeremy Corbyn, as some people seem to believe. I found three rooms that I liked.  None of them perfect but I liked them enough. I spent a few days thinking about them and then put an offer in to the one that made most sense. Gone. Then I asked about the other one I liked. Gone. Then the 3rd favourite. Not letting it out now. Brilliant.  So I am back to square one. I didn’t really enjoy … Continued

Minisemidetoxtime

Free salad and detox water

So Ibiza is over for another year and I’m heading back to work tomorrow. I have no money and I just worked out that I have drunk alcohol on 20 consecutive days – my body feels like it too, albeit I have actually lost weight…there may be one or two reasons for that too. Further to that I have 33 days to find somewhere new to live. Therefore it is minisemidetoxtime. The rule is as follows: Only one pint allowed per week, until both the end of July AND when I have found somewhere to live.  So if I haven’t … Continued

Can I Live Without Facebook?

silver iphone

Facebook blocked me from posting for 24 hours for the below offensive picture. I am not lying. I demanded an instant revocation and full apology for this ridiculous action but of course, Facebook being the soulless creation that it is, proffered absolutely no response. So it got me thinking.  Can I live without Facebook? Honestly, I do like the attention that my attempted humour gets on Facebook.  But people don’t check it so much nowadays so there is not as much reaction as there used to be.  And there are other social networks if I want a bit of attention. … Continued

Operation Don’tbeaf******miserable****

Yesterday I was a miserable bastard. I don’t being a miserable bastard. So I initiated Operation Don’tbeafuckingmiserablecunt. First up was a shopping spree:   Then a quiet beer: Then I treat my tastebuds to some absolute beauty: Then I wrote to Happy Socks to tell them that I wasn’t happy:   Am I any less miserable?  A bit.  But then I realised…whoa!   Finally, I promised you some tits.  As I am still not totally un-miserable, I enclose just one nipple: Oh, you were expecting a sexy lady, weren’t you?   ps It isn’t me.  I’m not that fat. But … Continued

James vs Happiness Nazis

woman in yellow button up top

Happiness Nazis.  I am sure that you know one or two.  As soon as you dare consider dribbling out a tiny bit of dissatisfaction about your life, they are onto you telling you what percentage of the world’s population do not have clean drinking water. Wonderful.  So now I have a guilt trip on top of being miserable. The thing is though.  I want to be a Happiness Nazi.  Or at least share the Happiness Nazi’s constant joy of life.  The guarantee that every day will be a happy, sunshine-filled day of smiles and joy. How do they do it? … Continued