Better off alone

I wouldn't consider myself a loner.

I don't have a huge range of friends but I have a circle of really good friends that I've known for a long time and I get on well with my colleagues. I'm not adverse to talking to strangers.

But there are times when I choose to steer away from people.

The gym for instance. I don't feel the need to work out with mates and I'm baffled by the way some people can walk into a near empty gym and, out of a row of unused machines, insist on using the one right beside the only person working out - me.

I'll admit I may be unreasonable in my reaction but it pisses me off so much. Pick another stationary bike! I'd like a bit of space between myself and the grunting sweating person on the cross country cycle.

It doesn't make sense to me. Why would you want to be on top of someone else when you don't have to be. It's one thing if it's unavoidable but when you have the choice, why would you want to be on top of a stranger? (Unless you've gotten lucky and that's a totally different ball game.)

Similarly I went for a shower and, despite being the only person in the room, a woman came in and chose the cubicle right beside me.

I can't  work out if my reluctance to be around other people in these situations is indicative of an unattractive solitary nature or theirs is a pathetic need for co dependence.

It's troubling me a little I must confess but I find I'm too busy protecting my seculuded spots and warding off strangers with my death stare to find out if I'm on my own on this one.

Back to the future

My friends and I have been stuck in a nostalgic time warp for the past seventeen days.


It's not the loss of the Celtic Tiger that bothers us but the aging process of the last decade.


In 2000 we were fresh faced and able to drink till four am - and go to work the next day. The standard of the work was dubious but we were able to do it!


I get excited when I stay up long enough to go to a nightclub these days. I think it's a shame they don't open just a little earlier so I could go more often.


We know this new decade has pushed us into the older generation and we don't like it.


On the upside we know that in ten years time the twenty somethings that pity us now will also be facing the same predicament.


In a generous gesture to the beautiful youth I have decided to reveal my top three tips that it has taken me ten years to learn.


1. There is nothing to be gained by getting a good job when you're young. Get a backpack and go around the world.


2. Wearing sunblock on your nose is a very good idea. It saves both your poor little hooter from flaring up and a lot of name calling from so called friends and family.


3. You will turn into your mother. Embrace it.

Happy New Year

Another victorious year for my liver which is miraculously still functioning.

Detox tomorrow.

Until then it's wine and roses.