I will try not to guess your numerous responses to the title of this post which, knowing you lot, will indubitably be rude, so, moving on, let me tell you that I am experiencing one of those 'chaos' periods. I don't mean that the roof is falling in or that the 'Memsahib' is refusing to cook my dinners just because she's in pain with her wonky hip or that 'Dave' has invited me to join his 'think tank' (who sniggered?); no, I mean it in the scientific chaos theory sense as dreamt up by those swots like Lorenz and Mandelbrot who had nothing better to do than sit around and wonder why the world is so messy and untidy - heh! - they should have had a look up here in my garret - now that's MESSY! My favourite analogy for chaos theory as explained by the swots is the Stock Market. It ticks along for year after year, a few ups, a few downs, and then suddenly all hell breaks loose! Or the weather is another good example because that recycles itself fairly predictably year after year from Spring, through Summer and Autumn into Winter and back to Spring with the usual variations - too hot, too cold, too warm - when suddenly, out of nowhere, we get a truly horrific season which no-one seems able to explain except through the obscure mathematics of swots like Lorenz.
Anyway, much the same seems to be happening to me recently. Normally my life plods along fairly smoothly, by which I mean, with minimum inteference to me - that's me as in me, me, me! - when suddenly all sort of distractions and interferences occur (none of them serious I'm glad to say) and no sooner have I dealt with one damn thing than another damn thing crops up. I can't wait for life to return to its normal smooth placidity (is 'placidity' a word?) so that I can concentrate on the really serious things in life - like blogging! Oh, I am being summoned, must go, bloody chaos theory, back later!