Hello again, hello

The senility has started.

A 2 year gap between posts has to be some sort of record. I'd phone the Guinness Book of Records but I'll forget that I'd thought of that before the end of this. Hey ho.

What's been going on in that gap? Only me and the shadows know. And that's really freaking out Hank Marvin at the moment, as he has no idea as to where these nightmares are coming from, nor wtf they are all about.....

" .... But maybe I ought to practise a little now?
So people who know me are not too shocked and surprised
When suddenly I am old, and start to wear purple. "

I am wearing purple nail varnish to mark this auspicious occasion of my decline into blog-induced senility. No hat though. Having a small head makes it difficult to wear such accessories successfully. That can wait until I'm further on into my inevitable spiral and won't care a jot for the odd stares as my cataracts will protect me from them.

I shall choose something vaguely and tastefully outlandish. Probably a thick felt number, cowboy stylee, with a small buckled belt around the crown. But in the deepest purple. And when it is lifted from my little head, it will reveal a reversion to baby soft, white whispy puffs of hair and an indication that the grey matter has reverted along with it.

That is for then, this is for now.