Wednesday 31 January 2007

Ger Postulates

Well the league of international superwives have not put out the word yet and they are not currently beating a path to my door, mores the pity.

Come on wives where are you all? I'm talking about a lifetime of happiness going cheap to the right punter...

I walked home along the beach in the twilight this evening, the sea calmer than it has been of late, but still mighty in its power. A clear view across Carmarthen Bay and out into the ocean.

I feel lucky when I come back along the beach, the lights of the local town down one end and the local headland at the other. There are some gorgeous beaches around here be that over Gower side or Carmarthenshire and Pembrokeshire.

I have to let you into a secret though, Ceridigion kicks all their butty-bachs.

The beach makes me feel that there is hope and progress to be made. It allows me to feel that despite everything, or maybe in spite of it, it is worth making plans (even though god laughs) and is worth idealising your life, in order to achieve and do the things you want, instead of settling for the grey soup of mundanity.

I was coming back home via the local spit and sawdust gym. We are lucky to have such a place in a relatively small community and it is cheap, run by the members and provides a focal point for many aspects of local life (if you ever need a builder...)

I goto the gym because it sorts my head out, it turns off the noise and lets me see things clearly again, it also helps me sleep deep and wake up excellent. I don't do it to bodybuild, as I'm not that interested in the aesthetics of it, more the discipline and effect.

By the way, all you hordes reading this, if anyone needs a copywriter/ writer/ scriptwriter/ marketer etc, come to me, I'm excellent you know.