In which we discuss the nature of Ikea, take a walk in the hills and avoid responsibilities.

"Step inside
A better dream job you could never find
A set of keys and bottles heaven wide
Find yourself a seat and settle in for the ride" – The Delgados

I’ve taken some time off work recently. Mainly because I have too much mental furniture in need of rearrangement. My head feels like an Ikea warehouse. Ranks of flatpacked possibilities waiting to be constructed. My eyes however, are tired and my limbs ache. Yesterday in order to facilitate this reconstruction, I took a walk in the Peak District with my housemate and his girlfriend. The area of the Peaks we went to was the Cheshire area (south of Greater Manchester). We could see the contrails of jet aircraft lining the skies, all running parallel like roads held aloft before vectoring inwards and downwards on Manchester airport. There were no clouds. We had gone to see the deer at Lyme park but the enclosure was closed until March. A sign said that deer were culled during the winter months to prevent disease amongst the population, but the presence of venison meat on the menu of the cafe implied that the deer were shot for more fiscal reasons.

Last sunday I went to Chester to see a friends band play. Afterwards they attempted to recruit me as a blues harmonica player. I need to practice a little first but it could be good. I’m think of retraining as a proof reader/copy editor because it would hopefully be more fulfilling than my McJob. Hence I’m bunking off work again in order to avoid responsibilites.

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