Decisions, decisions....
I came to some decisions over the weekend.
After a
day at the races, I ended up going to bed late on Saturday only to have to wake at 7 on Sunday to play football. We won, thanks for asking. Then when I got home I spent the day putting up shelves, fixing stuff, sawing things and generally making a fine old mess. Last night I could hardly move. So as I fast approach my 40th birthday, and
I am starting to get a bit tetchy about it, I have made a little list of pledges to be carried out after my holiday and until Christmas. These include getting fit and losing some poundage in an effort to not feel like I'm 40. I want to give
this blog a makeover. It is getting tired and so am I. If Richard Murray can instigate change, then so can I.
I have a couple of hobbies that I have long just played at and not taken seriously. I want to develop these. One is wine collecting and two is geneology. And lastly before the year is out I want to do something reckless, which is most out of character. More on that another time.
Thank you for listening.