Tor

Yesterday I drove down to Glastonbury Tor with some friends, it’s a place the apostle Paul was supposed to have buried the Holy Grail, and I had a look for it but no joy. The walk was steep, but the views, spectacular. From the Tor which is about 541 feet high (181 metres) you can see all around you for about 20 miles depending on hills etc, it was windy at the top! So it was a good day with plenty of exercise to make up for the Easter egg I was given.

One thing I did find funny on the tor was the graffiti, at the top of the tor are the remains of a church, and over the many hundreds of years various peoples had marked their ascent.

One that was carved into the rock with some skill said J Somers 1840. Another said S SMITH 1947 this again was done with some skill and even had seraphs (the flicks on the top and bottom of an S)

The last one scratched on to the rock was MUCKA B LUVS U ALL.

Times do change.

Getting back in the habit.

This has nothing to do with Nuns.
I thought I should make that clear. It is about doing things on a regular basis again; at the moment this covers my writing and my weight lifting, both I had stopped for no reason I can remember, but now I must take them up again.

Why did I stop doing them? I could say I was lazy but that is not the case as I do other things. I think it is because I stopped them and then found reasons not to do them, like not enough time, or my belly lint was full and needed picking out again. You know good reasons like that.

It is strange when I say I do not have enough time, as I seem to have plenty of time for Unreal tournament 3 where I "kill" time allot.

With my Blog my biggest excuse came when google-our new lords and masters took over. The fact I had to give a new password gave me a whole new excuse not to do it, after all getting that done would take TIME, and if I forgot the new password all new TIME must be wasted, its so exhausting spending those 5mins getting it done.

This of course leads to the question why I bother after all. If it so much bother why blog at all? after all it seems you do not enjoy it enough so stop. This of course is my number one sin sloth. I do it to beat that foul and hideous creature that I think plagues so much of us, I for one do not like letting it win. Unlike all the others it is about the void, about nothing even the other sins require at least you do something.

And so I guess this has a little to do with Nuns after all.

Global Warming

Now that armageddon is happening (yet again) in the from of global warming, i have decided to invest in sea side property about ten miles inland. Ten miles inland you say, thats crazy! well it wont be when the oceans rise.
See on the beach