A Lonely Yorkshireman

The contradicting ramblings of a sodding old fool

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I am a romantic, the result of a whole string of wrong choices.

The words you read – the poems and the ramblings – on this blog are almost always bipolar in mood. If anyone knows of a diagnosis or treatment for my life-condition, please let me know. In the meantime I will be searching for my soul mate. She is the only cure I know of. Finding her will complete me.

For the rest of you, I hope my words will have some meaning, strike a chord and make you think, laugh, cry or just close your browser. I’m on a life long journey… called life (funny that eh?).

My life is difficult, odd and also boring with little nutty clusters of excitement, ecstasy (not narcotics) and laughter floating around.

Now piss off and go do some work!

Written by lonelyyorkshireman

March 16, 2011 at 8:21 AM

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  1. Hey, you’ve cleaned up the joint. Nice.

    Unga Bunga Girl

    April 7, 2011 at 1:02 PM

  2. Your last two lines have more or less quoted me……….!

    Helena (Hey! Lena)

    July 4, 2011 at 9:25 PM


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