So many of my fellow bloggers have used the Covid-19 restrictions as a source of inspiration for some outstanding posts during these troubled times. Me? No such luck. I continue to churn out the regular drivel that masquerades as blogging in these parts. Then, just to highlight my inadequacies, David (Birds of the Heath) posts a comment requesting a reciprocal link, between our two sites, due to our many shared interests. "Houston! We have a problem" What David asked is nothing outrageous or offensive, indeed, it is a nice gesture from a guy whom I've gotten to know via this cyber platform. The problem lies firmly at the point where my technological skills are stretched beyond those of a retarded monkey! Me and computers don't speak the same language? I don't know how to send a text message on my Samsung Galaxy phone - fact!!!! Take a photo with it - "you're having a laugh?" It would seem to me, being a complete dullard, that unless Blogger produces a "proper idiot's guide" on how to do it that little column on the right hand side of the screen will remain absent and my favourite blogs be just that. Steve G, Gavin, Stewart, Jono, Chiddy, Derek, BB and so many others would all appear for visitors to peruse, should they so desire. If only I wasn't so thick?
Then I have to take a step back and recognise what a blessing such inability provides. I don't spend my entire waking hours glued to a phone. Twitter, Facebook, Instagram - I don't give a toss. All that matters in my little world is the reality of life. Understanding the importance of family, real friendships and remaining true to myself, whatever the outside world perceives me to be, is what underpins who I am. Thick? Yes I may well be. Content? You'd better believe it. Unsurprisingly, this isn't how I expected this latest offering to turn out. I'm sat in my study, looking out into the darkness, whilst typing on the laptop. All the kit is prepared in readiness for a session out on the marsh tomorrow morning. Isn't it strange how the current situation has caused many of us to rethink priorities and actually realise how well off we are in comparison to others? All of a sudden we're glad for the grass on our side of the fence instead of jealously gazing at the lawns on the other side.
I've got several, half-baked, posts in my "pending" file most of which pertain to times gone by. I would think that it is a subconscious attempt to reconnect with happier times. There are fish, birds and. probably more telling, other people who have been pivotal in me getting to where I am today. Sorry if this latest offering is a tad heavy - it's a sad reflection of where we're all at in February 2021? It might not be much help to others, but it's now off my chest! Fishing tomorrow - whoopee!