Freedom tastes of reality ( the Who )

The old memsahibs going away for a couple of
days. HURRAH ! Sounds terrible doesnt it . Shes
OK. Its just the whole couple thing is getting on me
tits. Initially I thought it was crabs but in fact its
the seven year itch. A bit of strategic separation may
well be the answer. Last year a precedent was set in
taking separate holidays ...and fecking why not.
I remember asking an old boy who had been
married for over 40 years what the secret was ...and
he told me that you should spend as little time together
as possible . It makes sense. Why I was interested in that
question ...I do not know. Sometimes I like the idea of a
companion in my old age.....and other times I think I
would rather like to be a kind of Father Jack
figure, popping viagras , and behaving badly. It would
seem a fitting end before I am called up to explain myself.
I can get my train set out tomorrow , eat beans, fart
willy nilly, hang out at the Cannon ogling barmaids, have
some putting practice in the living room, wear a bobble
hat , and pick my toenails on the couch. Oooooh I can
feel the ghost of old Jack creeping up on me.
Marvellous.
Stay cool, wont you ?