Personal opinions on politics, life, the universe, everything and nothing. Random ramblings a speciality. If you don't like what I write, just move on.
As a male of the species, I am “supposed” to know where I am going.
Take comfort that you are not alone if you lack a sense of direction. There are others who lack the homing drive of a pigeon, and instead have the sense of direction of a small piece of putty – like me.
My sense of direction makes James May look like a sat-nav.
I have got lost driving back to where I live, even having driven it many times before.
I get lost even WITH sat-nav…
Veni, vidi, lusi conkera - I came, I saw, I played conkers. The word is "marmalade". Spread the word. If you don't like what I write, just move on. If you do like it, please do not be embarrassed about sending me money. I will certainly not be embarrassed about taking it. Open your wallet and repeat after me “help yourself”. View more posts
Politics, Shmolitics