Submission to peer pressure, Tea, and Railway spikes.

Ok so... Umm... right.... Yep ok...Uhhhh.....hold on one sec....

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Yes! So, hello and welcome to my first post...blog...thing. I think that's how these kind of things work. With a pleasant introduction. A quick virtual wink and a smile. Possibly a nod or two... On a rare occasion, the lobbing of a virtual sheep.
Anyway, today I was peer pressured into writing a blog. But I find a certain unruly hatred for the word 'Blog'. To me a 'Blog' is something you fish out of your sink at 4 in the morning, whilst wearing a gas mask and waving around a harpoon-like implement. Hell! Even the computer refuses to recognise 'Blog' as a real word. (Good boy computer, I'll feed you some biscuits later).
Nope, this is not a 'Blog'. This shall be more of a...a... Thought spillage! A place to dump whatever is rattling around in my head.

But enough of these god-damn pleasantries! On to the real stuff.

So I saw a woman walking down the street today wearing a Princess Leia costume from Return of the Jedi. Yea, you know the one. The same image that sits in every Star Wars fan boy's wallet, where a picture of his girlfriend or parents...or even his small hamster Craig, should go. Yes, and in that brief moment as she passed by, I fell in love. It was also in that brief moment that I realised maybe I wasn't over my old childhood  crush. It, however, was in a moment afterwards, that I also realised that she was probably off to make some very lucky man, very, very happy. ...And my heart broke once more. OH WHAT A CRUEL THING TO DO TO SOMEONE, LIFE!!?? Conjuring childhood fantasy's and placing them an arms length away from said child, and then letting them just stroll by, is a very mean thing to do indeed.
But don't worry, I had a sandwich and got over it.
I heard somewhere that sandwiches make the best distractions...or at least they do in loony tunes movies. Yep, sandwiches and breasts can distract a man from anything. Except, of course, a Swedish female beach volleyball team's pillow fight, in which (for no apparent reason) they get drenched in beer and jelly.
Ahhh.....

Right I need to leave.

Alex Pickard saying 'Thend'.