I have come to the conclusion my blogging is directly linked to my camera.
No photos no blog.
On Monday I think I must take my camera to work.
See if I can find something interesting to talk about.
I logged on today and found there were 35 comments in my spam box.
Not even very interesting ones.
The top searches are a little bit better.
Though I am sort of fascinated.
What have I ever blogged about that would make my post pop up if one searched for Granny and hot sex on the beach?
Am I losing the plot?
Did I forget a couple of posts?
Sex on the beach?
All that sand.
In places that one should NEVER get sand.
It is bad enough when one lies on a crumb.
I was hoping to explore for a new beach today.
There is a nasty cold wind blowing.
I don’t feel THAT enthusiastic.
I think I am a bit emotionally drained.
I am finding it hard to cope with the folk in the main house.
It is just like having three kids again.
No it is worse.
I can’t even smack them.
Two are too old and the third one is bigger than me.
On Friday I go up to spend the weekend with Wendy.
I can’t wait to see her again.
She had mixed results with her last tests.
Two of her brain tumours have gone.
The doctors now think the thing on her liver wasn’t cancer.
Her primary lung cancer has not changed.
She has a new tumour on the ribs.
I am a bit slow.
I think I now know why I haven’t felt like blogging.
Get out the camera.
Get the car out.
Clear the head.
Buy a nice treat to eat.
Talk to you later.