Ahoy there Mateys,

Welcome Abaft my Vessel, the MisS Uzy. I'm the Kaptin of this 'ere Vessel, Kaptin Kristoffa Ocean's my names an' you can call me Kappi. Avast there mateys, while abaft MisS Uzy, there be only one rule. Stay on deck at all times. there'll be no Hornswaggle abaft my MisS Uzy. an always straggle MisS Uzy backwards, Savvy me Hearties??... agh that'll be two rules then arrrr. It's me hook ya see, I lost it abaft the Jolly Roger arrr, scurvy bilge rat arrr, be was not Jolly that day arrr... any countin' over one an' i get lost arrr. But do not haste, I be putting no black spot on ye just yet me bucko, i'll be takin' us all on a rough journey through my cérebro, all the way down to Davy Jones' Locker, arrr. Be off with ya now me hearties an' be free to straggle MisS Uzy anywhere you like arrr, but backwards mind you, lets not be forgettin arrr!!!

09 November 2010

The Ideal Plan


THE PLAN which has led me to write this Blog was a plan which first came to life a while ago now, quite a while actually.  The Plan was nothing spectacular, or complicated or anymore than a week of planning (to be generous).  That Plan was a trip, a trip on my own, not too far away, and not expensive at all, in fact almost free, this trip was actually planned for the summer time of 2010.  Well this was when I first had the idea of just packing up my essentials and my fishing gear, jumping on my bike and toodling off to the countryside where I would relax and air away the built up tension that had accumulated within.  So nothing too complicated and all I had to do was figure out how I would transport my fishing gear, enough food to source my much needed energy level, and of course - Myself!!  

           The only thing I had to think about, apart from planning the route and finding free camping ground, was how I would transport my fishing gear.  Now on a normal day, I would have just packed up enough clothes for two days, food, strapped my rods and tent to my bike and set off on my way.....  Simples (squeeek).....  But the thing was, it was no normal day.  Without going into it, and if men are from Mars and Women are from Venus, then I was from Pluto.  So rather than talking the simple option and buggering off there and then, I decided to take a different Alleyway altogether, along with a ridiculous amount of un-necessary possessions, but decided against the kitchen sink and opted for a double bed, free standing rustic panelled bath and a set of built in wardrobes, in which I would transport on my wonderfully wonderful Planned, DIY Bicycle Trailer.....  Nah, Only joking, it was a King-size bed,..  I like to Sprawl...!! Ok so there were no Bulk Items or White goods involved, but the trailer for my bike. A bicycle trailer; was my Plan. And what a Bloody Stupid Plan It Was Too, and it still is, BECAUSE I'M STILL BUILDING THE DAMN THING!!!!!  Well really, it’s the Damn THIRD Trailer....  Actually it's the 5th.... Okay Okay, so I'm on Trailer Number 8, ha ha very funny, laugh it up, why not we all have, because this may have been a depressing time for many of us, but tell you what, at times it has been the funniest too, shame they didn't last long, unlike my Plan, and the stuffed dog across the road......


TOODLE OFF  This Part has been moved to my Winging Wing, if you would like to read what I winged about, click here. It started off to be part of this post, but turned into something completely different.


THE IDEA I had all those many many moons ago has done nothing but make matters worse, not just for me but almost everyone who is connected to me.  This (pardon my English) Crap, has been a long and extremely hard time for me, which in return has effected everyone who knows me in one way or another. The Idea I think is the best Idea I've had for a while, is to just simply keep that part of my life well away from this Blog, and tightly wrapped up in another Blog as it is a hard thing to write about, but when I get going, I seem to find it so much easier to be honest and just let rip...  So with that piece put to one side and two steps taken back, or Knight to E7.  It may be the hardest and surreal part of my life so far but it is the reason behind giving me the Idea of starting a Blog, well it wasn't at first, it was just an idea to write things down.  And for someone like me who is a private person and bottles up my emotions and talks about nothing to anyone, what better Idea to start opening up to my emotions, then to do it to a crowd of what could be thousands, hmmm makes sense to me... Not!!  Sure Im safe from the thousands part but the thought of just 10 people is scary enough.  My original Idea was to write it in a diary I guess you could call it, but a Mans Diary, or a Journal, No, A Notepad, actually it would be engraved on a slab of stone, grrr!!  But I couldn't be bothered to learn how to sculpture, so I opted for my mobile phones text, which quickly turned into a blog, and then into a web site to which is coming on nice.... and slow...  So with the stream of data under my arm and my Do It Yourself Home made Trailing Trailer, I'm ready to go fishing, Ye Ha!!!