成人快手

Lyrics are easy to write down but music is a little tricky, but you people out there will get my drift.

Todays blog has been inspired by......Lonely in Lewis. Sorry, but there isn't a prize.

Loneliness is something that has always puzzled me.

I am never more lonely than with a crowd of people I don't know and never less lonely than at home with the dog. Or out walking on the beach, or in the hills. As long as there are no people around.

But....sometimes, at home, looking out over the sea from my kitchen, the table set, glass of wine poured, a meal to be served, how much more enjoyable it would be with someone else there to share the setting sun.

I'm reminded of the poem by that great Liverpool poet, Roger McGough:

"Vinegar

sometimes
i feel like a priest
in a fish & chip queue
quietly thinking
as the vinegar runs through
how nice it would be
to buy supper for two"

But, hey, what the heck....you can always resort to drink.

I''m afraid there won't be any pictures of my dog on IB. He's the most beautiful, dog in the whole world, well at least this part of the whole world and the risk of kidnap (dognap?) is too great. As Martin Clunes said on telly the other night about his Lab 'Arthur', he's the son I never had.