The Dawdler

Get the brew on son….

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Welcome

As an ex-squaddie of a certain age I understand that at some point in the not-to-distant future, I will feel the wood against my elbows.

So, rather than waste my remaining days, months, hopefully years keeping up with the frenetic f**kwittery of this modern age, I thought I would step back and start bimbling around the planet, chronicling my thoughts, travels and adventures on this very blog.

I fully understand that the way that I write might not be to everyones taste, but should you feel that this sort of nonsense sounds like your sort of nonsense, feel free to read on, commenting, liking and following as you desire. If not, feel free to push off.

Kind regards

Dan

Image shows a dashing fellow sporting a fine woollen hat, standing alone on a pier-like structure in Weymouth, Dorset. The absence of any other living thing suggests that the weather was bloody awful and that any normal person was either asleep or holed up in a pub somewhere.

Get the brew on son…..