For anyone who was around at one and twenty this afternoon you may have noticed I made a different kind of post.
But now it is gone.
Into the realm of my virtual trash bin never to emerge. If it were a tangible document it would be a perfectly crumpled ball of paper at the bottom of my plant-pot-that-I-use-as-a-rubbish-bin-because-every-plant-I-have-dies.
I never write about and very rarely talk about politics because i’m too opinionated and my grandfather-in-law gave my the very wise advice to never discuss religion or politics with anyone you want to keep as a friend.
I wrote a post about political correctness after reading today’s Sunday Times’s front page article by Andrew Gilligan entitled: No sex, please, this is the census. I posted it and then took it down almost instantly. I just don’t want that on my blog.
I have a lot of opinions regarding politics that I have mastered keeping to myself, any need of political chit chat I have I just go to Souly since he and I usually see eye to eye on most things and anything we disagree on we can have a constructive debate. I don’t need to write about politics and I certainly don’t want to see politics on my blog. It is too heavy and frankly it doesn’t brighten my day. I love reading the paper but my blog is different. It is my happy place where we have light-hearted discussions together and perhaps the very rare heart to heart. I see enough political articles.
I want to log onto my blog and be inspired by my own content because if i’m not inspired, who will be?