Good grief what is the world coming to – three posts in one day. It’s either boredom or need of distraction.

I was reading an article called the Mystery of Consciousness

http://www.prospect-magazine.co.uk/article_details.php?id=8612

An intellectual piece as you see. I feel the need every now and then to tease and tantalise the old brain cells, mainly for the purpose of flexing the vocabulary a bit, sentence construction etc. So that when I write: my own small contributions, they read. Better. And as you can see I take not the blindest bit of notice anyway but the article is elegantly written and worth looking over.

Philosophy, the practice and pursuit of, seems a charmingly decadent way to spend one’s time. It’s such a beautifully ambiguous subject, a bit like wallowing in chocolate in the mind.

Actually I wouldn’t mind wallowing in chocolate – in fact I might call in sick tomorrow and fill the bath with melted chocolate and get in and have a wallow. A delicious, if somewhat impractical, thought - especially as I would need a stupendous amount of chocolate.

So I’d better just go to work then really - and what treats lie in wait for there I wonder. Still after that I have six whole days of not being at work so whoop whoop woo. Just get through the day, head down, nose to the grindstone and all that.

The only trouble with giving and not counting the cost is you get dumped on – a lot.

Very stressful day yesterday – don’t ask.

Moving on.

Every now and then I come across a desiccated hazelnut that has had the chocolate sucked off round it. I know who is responsible – me. I can’t eat hazelnuts but no-one else likes them either so I eat the chocolates with a whole hazelnut in them but leave the nut and if I’m doing this when I’m talking to someone I tend to forget what I am doing with the waste. The other day I found one in a plant pot that had been there since Christmas.

I should really be moving my leggy pumpkins but that might have to wait until later because it’s windy and I’m really not in the right frame of mind for wind. There are a lot of things I should be doing, like going to work but I’m slow to start this morning. What I really feel like doing is – nothing.

At the moment I have that Grace Kelly song going through my head and it’s driving me nuts, I’ve listened to it three times this morning already. Perhaps it’s just that it’s a bit eccentric and I like eccentricity.

Oh go on then just once more……

I could be brown
I could be blue
I could violet sky
I could hurtful
I could purple…………