Friday, July 16, 2004

Chickens coming home to roost…….

The other day I was having a bit of a do at my old blogging files. I started out at the beginning – to see my very first entry. I remember being real angry. Michael Carroll a yob from the County of Norfolk, with an offenders tag to boot and ‘form’ to the Moon & back had bought his very first lottery ticket – and won.

Not a tenner, not a hundred quid …… no, much, much more - he won £9.5 million.

It was strange though, no sooner had I picked thrrough old blog files and looked at my first ever entry… and there he was, there was Mr Carroll himself on the telly. Already serving porridge for white powder offences, he is reported to be the target of ruthless gangsters that he's managed to upset… Not a smart move.

Mr Carroll appears to have frittered most of his fortune away on white powder, gold sovereign rings and takaway pizza deliveries. He made the lives of his neighbours utterly miserable as his mates went tearing up the back garden with 4x4 races and torching battered old caravans at regular intervals – and now he’s getting some just desserts to go with the porridge.

Now he’s inside – and terrified – and skint (comparatively speaking) – and his house has been trashed - and all his mates have left behind the 4 by 4 by now.

But if it hadn’t been for him, I’d never have started blogging, thanks Mike.

First entry of AtOK, 3rd November, 2002.

So it goes …….

So, what’s it all about then? You work hard, you keep your nose clean – you have kids, raise them, struggle through debt. And then what?

You hit middle age, slowly like – it’s not like hitting a wall, rather a big soft fluffy pillow zzzzzzzzzzz and you keep dropping off. And then what?

Stuff starts to drop out and go south. Hair, sweat from upper lips and beer bellies. Chins have a breeding programme all of their own. And then what?

Challenges become threats, pop heroes become corpses and present tense becomes past participle. And then what?

Some 19 year old kid, with a criminal record volumes long buys his first ever lottery ticket – and wins 9.5 million quid. That’s what!