Infidel Castro
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It's Sunday, I'm in work, I've got a headache from ale yesterday and a (metaphorical) pain in my heart from watching Wales lose to New Zealand again. I'm hungry and far from my bed; and I'm feeling a bit nostalgic, but that's an Autumn thing I suppose (as a for instance, I nicked some deodorant off of Shel's 13yr old boy yesterday before heading out for the rugby. Lynx Africa. I felt like I was his age again, wearing the very same deodorant. It then reminded me of opening HeroQuest at Christmas - deodorant being a Christmas thing - and of painting Skaven from my Advanced HeroQuest box. Not sure if it was a nice feeling or a sad feeling). I've been drinking no.40's from the vending machine all morning (in since 7am) and I've got the taste of hot chocolate permanently in my mouth. It's pushing on 10am, and I'm wondering what I would be doing on a Sunday, years back (nostalgia again). The answer? Going to church. How times change, eh? I used to go because I wanted to as well, not because of a religious family. I loved it, sitting with the men at the front, popping up and saying a prayer now and again, choosing a hymn, reading part of it out so that the old birds could get the page before the singing started
. It's a shame I can't get back into it, because it was a nice feeling being part of a group that was like-minded. I don't think I've ever quite replaced that gap in my life, so I think I need to get involved in some regular group activities again (swinging is not an applicable group activity, nor Naturism
)
I'm reminiscing like it were 1995!
What are you doing today, and what would you have done in, say, 1995?
I'm reminiscing like it were 1995!
What are you doing today, and what would you have done in, say, 1995?