Problems what problems

Problems what problems

Man with problems and spade has the art of head burying down to perfection. He has worked until he dropped. Retired to bed for a bit when the police arrived with a teenager in tow. Buggered off for the weekend without a bye your. When he lost his job he set about teaching himself wood turning and then became absorbed in all things culinary. Taken it upon himself to wage war on the overgrown church yard when the boy died. The shed has been extended bit by bit to fit in more angst over the years. All solitary solutions. The pattern of behaviour set when cubs refused him membership and his mother found him hiding under the bed.

However this time whippet and I are to reap the benefits. He arrived home with a smile and a camper van! I just brought booze. And while this wont resolve the current onslaught we can now dodge them for a bit. The trick is to refuse worries pleas to come too. I am working on it by taking a leaf out of his book and at the very least refusing their words within the walls of the peace wagon. Undoubtedly pain will haul itself on board. And I doubt the change will prove a rest but you never know.

He has overlooked a couple of small problems. My energy levels and the fact that whippet needs a leg up and snores.

8 Replies

  • Your post makes no sense to me Nedd. Sorry.

  • To me it means being solitary is both the solution and the problem. The solution learned from past events became the habit. Now later on in life being solitary is a problem.

    you can't bury problems cos they will pop up and bite you on the bum at some point. The teenager/boy/man has learnt to cope with problems themself, alone and working on meaningful things. This teenager/boy/man has a campervan and will try a holiday with whippet. Agreement to keep problems outside of van and recognision that more problems lay ahead. The campervan is yet another layer of solitary coping.

    Good on you Nedd for giving it a go. Enjoy your holidays. Accepting and recognising behaviour patterns for what they are is very insightful.

  • True Zanna problems do pop up to bite the bum. But they do so wether you ignore them or fluel them with words and worry. The bite will come in its own time. And even said campervan can't outrun the buggers. Only give some something other to think about in the meantime. Thanks for your good wishes.

  • Nor me and I am in the middle of it. When I read it again it was like being dropped into a foreign land. perhaps if I could only find the yellow brick road and click me heels I could wake up from the gruelling and emerge from the fog that seems to surround me.

  • Clearly Ned, I am just not sufficiently poetic. Take care friend and best wishes.

  • Or

    Not flyin high enough!

    Gawd its hard work dragging the beast of pain around morning noon and night don't you reckon. Calceolaria.

    Apropos nothing at all.

    When ever I see you tag I think of Scotland?

  • It is indeed hard work Nedd. Why do you think of Scotland? Caledonia? I don't know how I ended up with such a daft pen name but when I was registering, all my suggested names were rejected so I thought, right, I'll find something really peculiar and of course, it was accepted. My name is Mary!

  • Are you this man need ? If so you have probably put your finger on the difficulties. What will make life more pleasurable ?

    If you are not this man then maybe the same applies as you seem to understand him very well.

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