When I was a youngster my parents bought me a pair of braces to hold up my new trousers. Of course these were 'Trousers to grow into' and without such support I would have been running around bare arsed. The braces were blue and had pictures of planets and rockets and, in the box, was a genuine ticket to the Moon.
I know, because it said so.
Somewhere in a landfill site, many many years ago...
Sunday, 29 August 2010
A thought for a Sunday
"I don't know the key to success, but the key to failure is trying to please everybody".
Why did it take me 40 years to discover that one for myself?
ReplyDeleteWhy did it take me 50 years to stop giving a shit and aim to please myself?
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