So that was Christmas. It is all for the kids because adults don't seem to enjoy it at all. You are either planning, coping or hiding. So I really need to do something special for R as she has shut down for the time being. The mp3 player only blocks out harsh reality momentarily it would appear. I think a really nice birthday present is in order. I will work on that then. On the general side it seems the world is getting a bit better. No celebrity stories for days now, only real news. Do we really have to wait for this brief interlude at Christmas where there are no reality shows to actually get some news? I think I will join amnesty international and write to the bbc and sky (and itv for what it's worth) to protest that they are denying the country the information they need by constantly telling us who is bitching about who or who might be the best dancer. That will tell them. I may spend next Christmas outside radio centre in a cage demanding to know the latest on Afghanistan as opposed to who some vacant eyed blonde thought did the foxtrot better than the other person who has been practising dancing for three years having had a 'secret' tip off. Right then, angry man goes to bed to face the last of it tomorrow. Good night sweet listener xx

I mean it is not like I try to be unsociable. Everyone else seems to go to bed too early. Just when I am ready to have a bloody good chat it's all sleepy time. Not R, she has a bloody time of it with the kids who just don't know what a lie in is. But everyone else. COME ON it's only half 11. Right then. Telly and another glass it is. Looking forward to seeing A and K tomorrow. 2 people I see far less than I ought. Stupid really. Another example of laziness on both sides. We get so wrapped up in our lives and petty 'it's my time now so I am going to do fuck all' that we miss doing the things that would actually cheer us right the fuck up. Well on to Dr Who then. It is good though........

Brrrrrr. There are times when you question your judgement not to move abroad if you have the means. Now is one. But match of the day will always keep me in a bbc zone. Not sure if today is healthy or not. Had a good walk about with J, ate little and drank little. I think I will call it a draw. Great night last night with the neighbours. Love talking to people with a real life story honestly. Reminds me the world is not populated by the nobs I sometimes think it is full of. They are just the ones who get me angry and are fortunately far apart. Well I think it would be correct to go to bed as the heating only keeps me at 15 degrees at this time of night and my internal fuel reserves are running low. If I was more active I could eat more but the current balance of lazy and barely eating seems to be keeping me at a level weight. Still, not healthy really though. Remember on the 10th I shall go for a run. Just mis-typed run as ruin. May be closer to the truth.

So Rage Against The Machine are still doing it. I fear it will tail off though. If 800k people signed up why have only 200k bought it. Fucking cheapskate facebook clicker motherfuckers. GO RAGE. Well apart from that BA coffee servers have got to work this Christmas for twice the wage of anyone else. BOO-HOO. Just accept that if changes are not made you will all be on the dole. And there are no jobs at Longbridge because of another stupid union so you cannot go there. Not that I hate unions it is just when they cross the line of profit verses their own pockets it pisses me off. Company's have to make money. If they do not it is not the government's job to give tax payers money to sub them in. If you hate your company's boss and his decisions either suck it up or leave. You are not entitled to be employed and you have, eventually, to do what you are told. Or is that all just bollocks and you should just have what you want when you want and for how much you want. P is like that and she is 2. Grow up. No money coming in, no money going out. Simple. On to other things. Still unhealthy but I knew that. R looked great today so how do I tell her that without her thinking I am sleazy. Maybe that is why she married me in the first place anyway. I will have to make more effort. Oh bugger I do not seem to be up to the mark in anything. Bugger. OK will make great efforts to be splendid at the neighbour visit tomorrow. Night dear listener (not reader it is a lecture). And remember. don't do what they told ya....(unless you are an employee and a man in a suit says so)

Right 5 is too many. After feeling that ill earlier and hiding it as best I could I really should not be still up. Still this is a good episode of CSI. And everything else is going well. So dear reader (0 readers. I have not made this public but it makes me feel like I am doing a lecture) I feel this is once again a negative health day. I really need to remember that I was once an active chap and start to do something that involves my heart going above 50 beats per minute. So. Jogging? Gym? The dusty £200 rowing machine I insisted I would use 3 times a week. Not sure but something needs to happen or I will be a bloody invalid by the time P is 15. And R will hate me. I mean I get nothing but applause for how I cope in a drinking environment. 2 days ago dear reader I was in a tent surrounded by hoo-ray-henry's and their paid for company, took the dance floor at God knows what hour. Lost nearly everyone I was with, got back to the hotel and still came out of the whole thing smelling of roses. Just got to stop chasing that sort of thing every night. Am I bored? Not really I think I have just got horribly lazy. I fear going on the rower. I think I may get a heart twinge and say 'Fuck it' and get a beer and a roll-up instead. Talking of which...This is the last time. No it's not I am on a late tomorrow. Then it is Friday and I want to have a nice night with the neighbours and then it's Saturday. Working Sunday and then well it's Christmas. OK. Not new year that's shit so....January the 10th I am going for a run. Where the fuck do you buy running shoes from anyway? It's all shit chavvy trainers. Oh well. I will research and take the pavement like a bitch. Maybe. No I will and by March I will be breathing well and showing R my muscles. Maybe. No don't give up yet. It is still 2 weeks before GO day. Goodnight dear reader. A slow start I know but I assure you I will get better.