As a friend said, this morning.
Well, yes, but why say anything when you can't think of anything TO say?
My 7 year old grandson apparently told his Mum yesterday that he felt "hungry, bored and empty inside"!
Well I know what he means.
Since losing my old cars because the Landlady insisted I get rid of the old caravans in which I stored stuff, I have, effectively, lost my hobby. I have always had an absorbing hobby of some sort, but no more. Modelmaking, I now realise, is too much like work, indeed mainly IS work, but now I am retired and pensioned and am not allowed to work because of said pension, I have no idea what to do with myself. I used to maintain an interest in models as a hobby by sneaking odd hours in on some NON work based project that I had going round the old brain box, but now, there is nothing in the old ain box. Tomorrow I shall take back all the model aircraft that my old friend, Pete has given me. This is becauseI can't justify the cost of model aircraft club membership, insurance, fuel, etc. And it's always blowing a wind round here, so I can't try anything out on the farmer's field.
I can't take his models and do nothing with them or worse still, sell them, so they must go back to him. Engines must be sold as they're no damned good sitting on a shelf.
I have the Marblehead yacht for better weather, once it's done, but it's too big for my car, so will need son or son-in-law to cart it about. I have smaller power boat models, but that kind of model boat bores me in 5 minutes!
I have slot cars, but that's pretty much all I've done for work in the last 3 years.
I have model railway dioramas. I have toy steam. I have inshore model fishing boats in 1/48th scale.
Do any blow my frock right up currently? No.
So, that's where we are at the moment. If the blog kind of dies out, you'll know why. I guess....it happens. As does the inability of this bloody machine to allow me to type and correct normally when it feels like it, so apologies for the typos.