As a highly regarded member of the 'intelligensia' i like to spend my time pondering some of the more meaningful issues and unanswered questions in life. Such as the inner workings of the Large Hadron Collider, Proffessor Hawkins Big Bang Theory, the studying of black-holes and trying to work out how the hell people get them model ships inside the little glass bottles!!
Now, whilst the ship in a bottle mystery may never be solved, there are plenty of others that can. Anyway.... just the other day i was deliberating the pro's and con's of reincarnation and what would be the best thing to come back as. [when you get to my age you start to think of this type of stuff]. A veritable plethora of options sprung to mind. Perhaps come back as Nora Batty's wrinkled stockings or maybe even Gloria Hunniford's personal douche [now there's a thought].
I've now decided that a seagull is easily the best option. They have the best life. You get spend all day hanging out with friends down at the beach, free lodgings, harrass people you don't like the look of and get to eat fish & chips everyday. Sounds like a veritable nirvana to me. Although i do realise you don't have to be reincarnated to do most of the things i've just mentioned. On a recent brisk stroll along Skegness Promenade clearly highlighted all that's really needed for the life of a seagull is a dubious immigration status and free taxpayer hand-outs!!
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