Bloody hell, a hundred already!......

     Bloody hell tis my one hundredth post of drivel upon this sordid blog of mine! Firstly I must say a huge thank you to all the folk out there who take precious time from their days to read and comment upon my musings. When I sit back and take the time to contemplate things it amazes me that people from literally all over the world are able to read my thoughts as I am able to read theirs through blogging. It certainly makes the world a smaller place, or seems to at times. Several people 'met' through blogging have become friends and I've even had the pleasure of meeting one Mr. J. Grey who is as warm in the flesh as he appears thru his scribing upon his blog. There are others, Casey Harn springs immediately to mind, whom I'd love to meet up with and swap tales over a fire and a brew, perhaps a bucket list is required?

      As regular readers of my inane scribing know, I have been living with severe depression now for several years, it's probable the Black Dog has been hounding my foot falls for longer than this but it was only after finally seeking medical help that the depth of my issues slowly became visible. The support and advice that I have received here has truly helped me. I have told before of the wake of pain left by me to family and loved ones and the crushing guilt that would throw me back to the abyss just as I seemed to be reaching the surface and breaking through to 'normality'. I still hold so many regrets but now I mostly manage to keep the dog at bay, although the dips down are always around the corner, and I'm learning to stop the guilt swamping my thoughts although this is so, so hard on the darker days. But reading back thru my posts on these hallowed pages even I can see the difference, the hope even, that has started to show in my words and this is partly to do with blogging and the wonderful people here in the blogasphere, so once again I offer you all my thanks.

     So what of the next one hundred? well for a start there will be more adventures of the terrible twosome, the wildlife garden which should also help with my dark days as well as the local wildlife, of course my inevitable moaning about my decaying body, more recipes, allotment, walks through ancient woodlands, beaches kissed by the sea's rage, lonely hilltops, perhaps some gear reviews, maybe a bucket list and of course a place for others hounded by the Black Dog to come and chat and offer/receive advice or just an ear to bend. If any of you fine upstanding citizens would care to add to this list with ideas of your own feel free to do so, after all your names will be changed to protect the guilty :) So hopefully the futures bright and I hope you all enjoy visiting and leave with a smile.

     So I guess that's it for my 'landmark' post, till the next time take care.

John