Monday, October 5, 2009
My Grandad used to say that he was looking for enough blue sky to make a pair of sailor's trousers, and I guess that's some sort of metaphor for my philosophy of life. Especially here in Ireland where you'd want to celebrate every bit of blue sky as it can be kinda rare. It's just that everyone I know seems to have to deal with more and more sh*t as they get older. If I didn't look for the good in everything I'd be on the drink or worse. I started this blog today as the husband of a friend of mine dropped dead at the weekend. He was one of the good guys, and leaves behind a distraught widow, and two girls who previously lost their Mum to cancer. I'm so sad and shocked for them. But his death makes me even more determined to grab life with both hands and do the important things I've been putting off. Not relaying the driveway or clearing out the garage, but stuff that means something to me, like seeing more of my friends, standing up for what I believe in and starting a blog. RIP EL.
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