Winter in this neck of the woods is hard to spit on without it snapping back and bite yer Bum....Sigh...
There was a tinge of sunshine this afternoon which always makes my soul sing out with a gasp of relief....making the road traffic more bareable encased in my tiny red van, it did not last as traffic early evening lurched in unison to the gasp of giant Elephants walking down the highway as the sun dipped behind the high rise...some one asked when am i going to retire from this red saddle, soon is the thought inside my head, alot of rammbling, talking, a touch of frost, a touch of scare as i enter the last quarter of my life is there a touch of the whole nine yards still beneath my feet..a young lady i work with asked if i wanted her to read out the news on her mobile phone this evening, i declined the offer had she wanted to talk about Chocolate Snowmen then perhaps...After all am i not the captain of my ship....So Goeth...
