Fantiniville

Beautiful summer Sunday day. Just gorgeous. Tottling around doing some domestics when sanity taps me on the shoulder and suggests a quick beach visit is in need. I concur , and off me, myself and I go. Picking a spot is always difficult isn't it? The obvious issues for me is away from young families, annoying 18 year old talking outrageously loud about their Saturday nights and also away from any ball sports that may be taking place, as I can not kick or catch so the ball will cope me scare in the face for sure. Scoping out the area, I find a patch of sand that is calling my name. Down the towel goes, off the thongs and summer dress and down I sprawl... Ahhhh .... Sunnies check. Cap check, Sunscreen check (well at least on my schnoz ) and one last chapter to read in my book... and yep, this next hour I have assured myself is gonna be pretty damn tough to handle. Read for 5min... bored. Head up have a sticky beak around... people watch. Read for another 5 mins ... Hmmm ... Turn...

So it’s been a while… I know I know… Call me slack… However I’ll blame the festive season and anything else that’s an easy target… But let’s move on shall we. Cause that’s what life does, whether you’re actively a part of it, watchin it, or being completely oblivious to it, Time just keeps on tickin by. So my statement is… STOP wasting MY GOD DAMN peeps! This will definitely offend, but in some way you’ll thank me cause at some stage I’ll save you that 55c postage on next years Christmas Card, or invite you were going to send me for your upcoming party… But as 2011 rolled on round instead of making New Years resolutions that are meant to aid in “bettering yourself” and give you “you time” I realized that that shit is a waste of time and rather than adding to your to-do list, you should clean the clutter from your current to-do list. The top 10 learnt in 2010 not to be repeated in 2011… If you invite me to a ...