A Gentleman Traveller

So for many of if you have read this blog in the past, you will know that I am not religious at all having left the Christian faith at the age of seventeen. But I do go with my family to Church when I am with them on Christmas and at Easter...it was at the later of these celebrations of the Christian faith where I was inspired to write this latest entry. Now perhaps I should give more to this story, as it was in a Church of England (CofE) service the during perhaps the most important service on their calendar. Their services tend be rather joyful with a somewhat energetic priest in the pulpit, lots of fun hymns to sing and also tend to be very child friendly. Remember this is not a Catholic Church service, so the idea of being "Child Friendly" does not mean anything untoward, in the Catholic Church being child friendly tends to mean a law suit. The CofE hasn't to my knowledge payed out a fortune on child molestation settlements nor can they afford what their counter par...

As I sit here on this night, once again my friends I have felt the compulsion to sit down and write my thoughts.  As the title suggests not 10 minutes ago the clock struck midnight here in Europe, at that I also struck another minor mile stone along lives road, another mile marker on the road that is my life. Yes that is right as of that moment I became yet one more year older moving from twenty eight on to twenty nine. It is at these moments, when this Gentleman Traveller finds himself deep in thought.  Thoughts that to anyone else, including this sometimes out spoken and not so humble Traveller are a maze enshrouded in a perplex fog, a fog which the mind has created and a maze that is ever changing. With no clear path through which can be clearly discovered, however there is a path but it is not on the road most travelled...it is hidden for it is the path that few people will ever want to travel...the road lest travelled....