Dear Reader, right now you are doing something that your children might think is very strange indeed. No, no, not that!
I’m referring to the fact that you are reading this article in an actual newspaper. Unless you’re reading it online, which is also good, but still a little strange.
Sadly, I haven’t got round to meeting most of you (yet), but it’s a fairly safe bet that you are middle aged or older, educated, well informed, and organised enough to make time to read opinion pieces. I really hope you enjoy this one (and, by the way, so does my bank manager).
Or, perhaps you are a fellow writer looking to get into the column scribbling game? If that is you, then get yourself a decent dictionary, open it, and find the word ‘Plagiarism’; in other words, write your own stuff pal, I’m working this side of the street!
Now, this column is approximately three hundred words long, which is about two hundred and ninety more than todays’ Facebook addicts can cope with. If you’ve managed to read this far, then Well Done! You’ve made it further than most, and that includes my Long Suffering Wife; fortunately for me.
It’s the bane of her life that I don’t devote my weekends to backyard makeovers, or enjoy the sort of hobbies that would not only get me out of the house for extended periods, but may also be extremely hazardous to my health, eg: base jumping, cage fighting, or being unfaithful.
She thinks it’s strange that I’d rather spend my spare time indoors writing columns. I don’t think it’s strange, it’s quite enjoyable and much cheaper than therapy; or divorce.
And Dear Reader, I don’t think you’re strange either; endangered perhaps, a dying breed possibly, but definitely not strange.