April Fools' Day thoughts...

Another April Fools’ Day and, as they say, ‘there’s no fool like an old fool’. This year for once though, I wasn’t tricked by my wife. Truth is, she forgot that today was April 1^st. So, no repeat of the leaking toilet scam (a cracker) or the snake in the garden that had me chasing around with a long stick in hand. I remembered, but my call to inform her about the massive gas bill we’d received was nothing compared to the time she poured eggs all over my head (a long story). Besides, massive gas bills seem to be the norm nowadays.

Yes, there's no fool like an old fool and these days I don’t seem to mind being an old fool, I quite enjoy it. I’m so foolish that I spend my days doing foolish things and wasting my time doing pretty much anything I want no matter how silly. I’m able to do this because I haven’t always seemed to be as foolish as I am now and I spent a lot of my life pretending that I wasn’t a fool at all, but a serious chap with something worthy to say. Not that I think I fooled anyone really – once a fool, always a fool - and really I’ve been fooling around most of my life.

 I seem to have got away with it though.

So today was spent thinking about making some sort of graffiti art on my garden wall at the side of the house. It’s a gloomy tunnel and it needs something to liven it up; something amusing, something to bring a smile to the lips. I have a couple of things in mind, but you’ll have to wait a while before you see it. For one thing it needs to stop raining and hailing; today really has been a bitterly cold April day.

Anyway, fool or not it seems that I have found my personal crock of gold – fools’ gold perhaps, but at least it’s mine.