I hope you know I'm feeling very depressed....

Lot of abuse on the streets today. Nothing out of the ordinary, just the usual “Why don’t you get a proper job” ironic remark from an obviously unemployed person. I say obviously because said person was swigging from a plastic bottle of ‘White Lightning’ strong cider and stank worse than a Weasels week old Y-fronts. So unless he was in disguise – it was a very good disguise if he was – no employer in their right mind would employ someone in that state. Some old lady made rude comments about my parentage as I was booking a car in a disabled bay. All delivered en passant and to my back of course – none of them, aside from the old lady, had the guts to look me in the eyes and repeat their remarks. Plenty of cheap shots about ‘Little Hitlers’ – Nothing little about me. I’m just over six foot tall and a bodybuilder - not remotely Bavarian looking.

Must be the weather. I must say my normal sunny disposition was certainly one sparkle short of a charisma. Just drizzle, drizzle, drizzle. Not good solid rain at all, just the insidious kind that leaches the warmth out of your bones and drags you down.

One of the other things that depressed me even more was some godawful anthropomorphic shop display with cutesy fluffy talking animals. Pornography for children. Beatrix Potter type stuff. That sort of thing bothers me because it says that things are different to how they really are.

Hold on a second. What do I mean by pornography for children? Read a dictionary. Pornography is sometimes defined in court as material that tends to deprave and corrupt. What more corrupting influence than portrayal of unnatural, unrealistic behaviour to impressionable minds? What do you think? Discuss.