My Extremely Handsome Son George Comes Of Age. I'll Take A Bath!

Oh dear! Sorry about being an old grump lately. It's not the real me you know. The real me is quite a happy chap most of the time. I would hate you to think that I spend my life constantly thinking about and bemoaning my bad start in life. Because honestly I don't. The fact is that this blog, is a place for me to let my feelings out occasionally. You my dear readers, probably know more about my inner thoughts than my own family and friends. Hopefully you will agree with me that most of the time 'Don't Unplug Your Hub' is a pleasant place to visit. I'll have you smiling again soon!

Tomorrow is an auspicious day. My extremely handsome son George will be 18 years of age. Part of his birthday treat is a trip up north to the city of Liverpool, where we, he and I that is, will be watching his favourite football team, Everton, play a match against Fulham. Which of course Everton will win comfortably. If they don't win, I will not be mentioning the fact.

We shall be staying in a luxury hotel overnight. I can't tell you how excited I am about being able to have a luxury bath! Bearing in mind that I live in a showmans wagon, and have to make do with showers most of the time. I shall probably put bath oil in, and stay in it most of the night, with bubbles too. You probably can't imagine the pleasure of being in a big bath in a heated bathroom! Just imagine it. I shall be able to keep topping up the hot water! Oh, and how delightful I shall smell! Might even attract a woman! Please whisper this next bit, but I think I'm looking forward to the bath, more than the football! Lots of exclamation marks in this paragraph. Are they in the right places? I hope so. But if they are not, I'm sorry but I don't care. I'm just so excited! A bath! Me! Who'd have thought it! I hope Sadie the German Shepherd will still know who I am.

Thank you for all your positive comments and your kind words about my paintings. Have a lovely weekend. Keep smiling!