NOT OFTEN, IN fact extremely rarely these
days, a moment of clarity hits me and the
other week I was bludgeoned with said
ability to see ahead. You see, I’d looked
forward to the coming Saturday with sheer
glee – not because of what was planned,
but because there was nothing planned. ‘I
can spend the day in the workshop tidying,
finishing jobs on my bikes and maybe
even trying to get some of the cars sorted.’
Strange how a mere day can, in the eyes of
an idiot, fit so much work in…
This list barely got touched, despite my
best intentions. Tidying took the whole
time up, because you can only move
‘stuff’ around for so long. It was quite
disappointing. But, taking a break with tea
in hand and senile cat brushing against leg,
I came to the assumption that something
drastic had to happen. So I made a more
reasonable, more achievable to-do list.
