NORTHERN PLANNER

As I hinted here, I’m not very good at sulking. The dark period ended a while back, but a wise head gently mocked me for it on Thursday – enough to do something about it.

As Rob pointed out, I’m hopelessly rubbish at being angry (good at grumpy though), so it’s time to make up for some very public flailing with some sunny optimism.

As far as I’m concerned there’s a positive in everything if you look hard enough – and too many of us are looking to the future and what they hope it brings, instead of the perfectly wonderful things around them now. That’s why I hope Russell ends up writing that book he’s not writing, and Funky Pancake is so brilliant.

But that’s other people’s stuff, not mine. I’m going to show how most things are pretty good if you look at them that way. Like the way my knackered hip got me back into swimming, how being a useless suit got me into planning. Or being old and past it has made me better at football. Things like that.

And it’s time for some more recipes. It’s getting cold again, so it’s time for comfort food. The kind of dished that fill the belly and comfort the soul.

Speaking of cheery things, I’m giving myself one week to post myself singing Boney M. That should make you smile since I’m tone deaf. You have until the midnight tomorrow to suggest a song.