Sometimes:

• Only some Guns 'n' Roses will do.
• Actually, only some Manic Street Preachers will do.
• I wake up not knowing what day it is.
• My heart sinks when the phone rings.
• I almost consider watching a reality TV show.
• I want to fight for people's rights.
• I get frustrated when computers don't behave as I think they ought.
• I get frustrated when people don't behave as they ought.
• I want to tear up all the red tape.
• I agree with the Conservative Party.

I'm a weak, fallen, fallible human being stumbling his way through life, trying - with the help of his Saviour - to do his best, be honest and stand up for what I believe in. I drop the ball, get it wrong, screw up. I offend the people I ought not to and I don't offend those who really need it. I allow style to get ahead of substance when I hate it when that happens.

Sometimes, I get it right. Those times are rare though.

Originally posted on Saturday 10th November, subsequently edited

Tomorrow is "Remembrance Day".

I've utterly failed to order white poppies.

I'm being asked to lead the act of remembrance.