I’ve been thinking about the end of the world. Some people might like to spend their time remembering peoples birthdays, doing washing, not being late, not losing everything. I’ve never been a fan of this so called “down to earth thinking” and instead prefer to occupy myself with questions a little more taxing for the grey matter. I’ve drawn a conclusion, airports. I haven’t exactly worked out how yet, but im 99.94% sure that airports will play a big role (like best supporting actor big) in the downfall of man.

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I’ve always felt that there are some things its probably best we don’t know, or don’t know too much about. I’m certain although I haven’t researched it with any academic scrutiny that mechanics cars break down at least three times as often as regular peoples. That strange noise that your car makes some time, that dull clattering sound, for us its a quirk, a feature. To a mechanic its a challenge. When they begin to tinker to fix it, like a house of cards that challenge collapses into a heap of mini-challenges that just make the problem worse.

At least that’s my theory anyway. There are several other categories of things that I think people who study or read about are only signing themselves up to a lifetime of slightly less happiness than before:

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Shock Shock horror I’m planning an update for this weekend! theres probably more chance you’ll win the euro millions lottery jackpot, but ever the optimist and all the jazz.