The Elephant In The Room

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Hello people of the blogosphere. I’m back after something of an unplanned hiatus from the world of blogging. I wasn’t sure what to write about for this post – on the one hand my first post in a while ought to be a spectacular affair, both witty and profound, irreverent yet informative, offering reassurances to my regular readers that I’ve not lost any of my trademark humour while ensuring any new readers who happen upon my blog might want to stick around and read more of my ramblings.

On the other hand, sometimes you can put a bit too much pressure on yourself, and when you’re out of practice, sometimes it’s better just to post something – anything – even if it’s a bit rubbish just to ‘get back on the blogging horse’ so to speak.

I’ve got a few posts in the works, some of which will see the light of day on these very pages soon, but for this post I’d thought that the best thing I could do was to address the elephant in the room.

Because it’s not often you see an elephant in your front room. Continue reading The Elephant In The Room

T Is For Time

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cooltext178900885104338Time.

I never seem to have any to do the things I want to.

I’m always busy doing other stuff.

Like work.

Or ironing shirts.

Shirts I wear to work.

Or sitting in traffic.

On my way to and from work.

I think what I’m saying is that work gets in the way of me having time to do other stuff.

But today is Saturday and I don’t have to work.

I could have spent today doing any one of a multitude of things that would make my life better.

I could have started that novel I claim I’m going to write.

I could have studied those languages I claim I’m going to master.

I could have gone to the gym and trained to become the elite specimen I know I’m never actually going to be.

Instead I spent the last two and a bit hours watching Star Wars.

Time well spent.

 

 

 

James Does It Himself

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Hello dear reader and welcome back to James Proclaims.

You catch me in the middle of a construction project. I’m currently building a chest of drawers with my own bare hands. Impressive eh?

Admittedly someone has already cut the wood to convenient lengths, predrilled some holes and delivered it to me in a cardboard box complete with all of the fittings I need. And by wood I mean chipboard. Continue reading James Does It Himself

A Blog Post, Written In The Form Of A Poem, That Tells You I’m Too Busy To Blog, But Still Might Continue To Blog, To Avoid Doing The Task That I Should Be Doing

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I’m literally busier than this bee

I’m busy now
Which is a pain
It means I must break
From blogging again

It can’t be helped
Though it is a bore
But I must complete
Some other chores Continue reading A Blog Post, Written In The Form Of A Poem, That Tells You I’m Too Busy To Blog, But Still Might Continue To Blog, To Avoid Doing The Task That I Should Be Doing

A Bibliophile Bemoans Being Busy

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I often claim I like to read
When I have time to kill
A novel is the ideal thing
If I have hours to fill

I like all kinds of fiction
Few genres make me frown
I’m really not too fussy
I’ll even read Dan Brown Continue reading A Bibliophile Bemoans Being Busy