The bad news is I've not received any more of your postcard manifestos this week but the good news is I might have a couple TV celebrity manifestos lined up. I say might, what I mean is that I've written to some celebrities and asked them.
I've also stumbled across this website 43 Things which is wonderful for people like me who make lists then promptly lose them. You can also see everyone else's dreams and aspirations and see how they're progressing or pinch them. I will warn you though it is one of these sites you intend to visit for ten minutes only to realise hours have passed.
Even better is this site 52 projects. As those who know me well are only to painfully aware I am something of an 'ideas person'. I do love a daft project, in fact it occurs to me that if I'd put all my daft plans into practice I'd be an artist or something by now. Not a particularly good one or anything but I'd be happy and I think that's what's important. What I need is a practical type to assist me. A doer to my dreamer. I was chirpily telling mother about my latest project, she was very unimpressed. She got very cross and told me to spend some more time working or something equally dull.
Anyway I have had my revenge in that I have added her to the mailing list of this utterly wonderful project. Tee Hee! Imagine my delight as she is baffled by a series of peculiar postcards. I think I might also include Mr Clairwil who will at least see the funny side of it. I remember Mr Clairwil getting a very peculiar letter through the post from a 'Rubenesque' (fat) female who was 'new to the area' and wished to make him a 'sincere offer of romance and companionship'. Well as you can imagine I was fit to be tied but Mr Clairwil thought the whole incident hilarious. So I know he is not distressed by unusual mail. I never found out who was behind that 'sincere offer' but if she's reading, she can consider herself well warned.
I also found this splendid rant about The Scottish Executives latest plan to ban every conceivable form of enjoyable behaviour.
Finally I end on a worrying note. David Duff has discovered what I think might very well be the worlds most nauseating blog. I'm quite concerned by his claim that it is addictive. What next, Duff and Nonsense authored by next door's ginger tom? The mind boggles.