A bit of an over exaggeration, but yes the last few years have not been overly kind to me nor my family, every time I get back up from one thing another comes over and hits me with a four by two around the back of the head and so like a battle weary soldier I get back up and struggle on. I talk to myself a lot these days trying to convince myself that its going to be better over the next hill that the armies of crap are not going to catch me again, unfortunately I think I'm lying to myself and to tell the truth I'm a pretty crap lier.
Enough feeling down and moody, I will post something up here again one day when I get something worth while