End to End
How things change...
I was looking through some pictures not so very long ago, when something occured to me whilst moving some things home from Lossiemouth, it was when I found a picture of a trip I made down south to Plymoth, to Visit Ken, we ended up riding down to Lands End (My bad) on our 2 bikes along with 2 friends of Ken's riding pillion.
Of course, Since then Nici and myself have been up to John o' Groats, where we got the same pic taken at the signpost, and it was not untill I had both pictures together that I really thought about it.
You know, Ive really come a long way in a fairly short space of time, and its not until you see certain things like those pics, that it makes you realise how much things have changed.When you think I was young free and single when that first picture was taken, admittedly, the Palace was shut by that point but everyone was still going to Ma-shoes-loose, and I was as bouncy as I ever I was. And it was somtime just before or after that I lost my licence (oops) for going just a tad (110mph in a 70) over the speed limit. My life was at that point about just three things.
Having Fun, going fast, and being with friends!
I didn't really care about much else to be honest...
But then something happened, and by the time of the second pic, I met Nici, we had got engaged, and were living (Kinda) together, I know that, when the first pic was taken I did not really care about the RAF one way or another, it was a job and I was happy enough, I had beer money, and could keep my bikes running, but all that had changed by then, I hated the RAF, and I was happy that I was well on my way to leaving and getting a real job...
But its not just the physical things that have changed, and I'm sure that some of my closest friends can probably vouch for this, (in fact one friend actually pointed out to me when this seemed to come about...) my mind seems to be in a different place, it changed between the 2 pics, Some might say that I'm not so much fun any more, some might even say that I'm somewhat more of an angry man now, and to be honest I think I know where I was happiest...
Now looking back now, on both times, I can see where I want to be, I want to be the happy lad that I used to be, you remember the one? Yeah, that one, the one that never used to get really angry about little things, the one that used to stay out late EVERY night and used to sleep it off through the day, and the one that was a little lighter admittedly, but could dance and dance and dance all night! Yet there is still things that I want from now, Nici and the home that we have made together, being the primary one. and as things are settling down now, I have a good new job, as an ROV pilot, and I'm loving it... Things could be starting to look up...
So, heres to the old...
...and heres to the new...
22nd March 2007
