Things are not going well for the Royals. I’m going to take my mind off my problems and lay in to someone else instead.

I will get back to my problems (or not problems as they could be re-framed), but just for now, and to break my writers’ block, I’m going to give this both barrels. When I wrote my Prince Charles article it passed my re-read test over and over, so here goes!

I should be doing something useful. Instead of that, I’m doing this. I should e doing this much more than I have been doing. The point is that I’m giving myself a legacy for myself, something I can look back on and at the least provide proof that I existed in the past. It must feel obvious that this is the case, but the human brain can play tricks on you, me, everyone. A record of what I was thinking, where I was (mentally, physically, and emotionally). Writing something is much better than sitting down and enjoying a moment that will pass and be forgotten. The brain won’t waste any time recording that white space. Instead, it will concentrate on important things that happened. This is unique to everyone. And the pool of people who take the time to write things down will be a small percentage of the problem.

Writing and making some tiny record of what I’ve done is nothing compared to a brain surgeon, who in turn will have forgoten about hundreds of routine surgeries in their career. At the same time, they are honing their skills, accepting unfortunate mistakes and learning in the process of constantly improving to avoid repeating mistakes.

What I am doing here, is not save lives, but just to make mine a little better for myself and those around me, for the times that they are around me. A body of work may become good enound to morph in to something else and lead down other paths. Or I might keep doing this and one day someone might read it and not think that it’s rubbish. I could be going around and around in circles for no reason at all, but at least I’m doing something. When my memory fades, I will have this version of what was going on and that will do for me. Perhaps there will be some really important times in my life I will not write about because I don’t want to put it out there. There may be great times that I don’t need to record because I will never forget. These times may be so happy and busy, I don’t have the chance. They may be normal times, but people are around and then I’d have to explain that I need some time to write, which would mean that I’d have to let them know what I’m doing, which would lead to questions. Then there are the blank days – the gaps in the blog. I’d like to think these are writers’ block days, but I’m not a writer. So even when I write, or don’t write, Im wrting between the lines.

So what has this got to do with that total cunt, Prince Andrew?

He knows who his friends were, and what they did. At least, now that he is being reminded of, that coin has started to drop.

I suppose, sometimes one or two lines in a blog will make many memories wake up when I read this again some day.