was it something you ate, sugar? or just an overabundance of information? 
Footballers are surely born from the anus. It's businessmen like you that pay their wages. Drive a hard bargain with the Chinamen, Frenchies and whomever.
It happens to us all just after we turn, er, 36. Year of the boar eh?
Palsy of depression suddenly and without warning - I have experience if you want to chat - not in any kind of group hug, in touch with your feelings kind of way, of course - just comparing notes in manly way.
Christ Good D. get a grip. Eee er san ser ooh etc ee dien dien etc. Don't listen to me though. What?
Glad to see you're back, Doccy. You were much missed. It is probably not depression doccy, just delayed jet lag. You are selling stuff to the Chinese? You know they will copy it and we'll all be buying back the conterfeit version! Did you see the programme on the telly last night? They're into faking meds now, so careful with the happy pills, it might be just sheeps gallstones. What is this about being disappointed in Dublin? Why? It's a great city if you know where to go. Did you go to the blogs awards?
Being palsy-walsy with depression for 3.5hrs isn't a good thing, but you know that. Was it something you watched/ate/evacuated etc?
Don't be frightened and anxious honey.
You need to get back in your comfort zone.
All's well!
60 nautical miles in which direction. I think it makes a difference.
Period, comma, question mark, why bother?
I did know about the recent lunar New Year, but find it interesting that you choose to use the term "Year of the Boar" rather than "Year of the Pig", as all the Chinese over here call it. Just an alternative, or is it a matter of pride...?
Ooh thanks for the Young Maaaan in the picture. That's stopped me being depressed anyway.
Doccy, have you done another disappearing act? You are just such a tease!
savannah an overabundance of information I think. You can ask Ayres if you don't believe me, but I am awfully clever so I take a lot to heart. Or it might have been some foreign food in my digestive tract. Some of it may still be alive alive-o!
Mr Gorilla Bananas you have it exact. Exactament!
Except that I am as much a businessman as I am a footballer. That's why I hate them all. These offside rules are there for a reason! Just like the normal rules of commerce, but oh no, apparently all we need to do is grease a few palms and we're in!
Kim, you are a gent. You don't need to qualify the group hug bit. I'm up for more if you are. Hey, don't knock it till you've tried it.
(Kim will dwell on that for some time now)
Gaius, my grip is second to none. Second to none I tell you! But perhaps I should loosen it a bit. Let some of the blood start flowing again. What was it you used to say? "Squeeze the juice" I believe it was. Well I have squeezed until the pips squeak.
SheBah nay nay and thrice nay. It's cheaper all round if we just tell them how to do it and let them get on with it. ALLEGEDLY (selling England by the pound we are). I did not go to Dublin. It is one thing for me to meet Kim down the road for an hour or two, it's quite another to be let off the leash for a weekend piss up in Dublin where impressionable young girls like FMC and PCB might have their heads turned by a worldly man of letters like myself. Think on. Worse Mrs M might have said "yes, we'll ALL go and make a break out of it."
I'm NOT a TEASE I promise you, I'm just up to here just now. ( lays hand flat,[edge on] across ridge of nose, illustrating level he means)
Conan, just like you, it is a mystery, wrapped in a puzzle and thrust into an enigma. Take away the “g” and we’ve covered all the options. I for one, think it was AGE. I ain’t bovvered, do I look bovvered?
Pat, Mmmm…comfort zone…argle. I’m fine, I sorta wish I hadn’t mentioned it to be honest. I was sick on the plane you know, how embarrassing is that? What’s more, it just kept coming, there was tons of it. I was sober, in case you’re wondering.
Justin of course it makes a difference. It is any direction on the spherical surface. Man, but you’re a rhumb bugger sometimes, an’no mistake, mister Barker.
Binty, greetings! Are your Chinese bona fide Chinese or Cantons or what. It was always boar as far as I knew. I suppose you are a snake or dragon or something glamorous like that, well good for you, but apparently the Chinese take it as a blessing to have at least one PIG in the family.
Daphne, he’s no great shakes, looks a bit like me actually, and you can ask Kim if you don’t believe me. I , I would have to say, have a tiny bit more muscular definition and am just a soupcon better looking, but enough about me: I don’t like to brag, but what’s the point in lying?
Palsied depressions will often respond to a good kicking in my experience.
i'm glad you're back, sugar! i was beginning to worry and i think i've enough on my plate right now, thankyouverymuch!
this post is like one long fucking code for "meet me at the pub at 8pm". it's either cryptic or i'm fucking tired and losing it.
the dog runs at night and posies grow in the winter.
Thierry Henry left me frightened and anxious. And then he left Nicole.
Oh good, you're back. I had concerns.
I keep coming back to see Henry. At first he seemed to be celebrating. Now he looks to be in sheer agony.
What an insightful commentary on his move to Barcelona.
I think I might be a rat.
please, please, please...
Are you waiting for Ascension Day?
Doesn't Thierry Henry, It telephone her mother?
That does not astonish me, when it leaves its club and that it comes to France to play it has two left feet!!
Paralysis due to the depression as long as it is not due to the Djinns especially in middle of the night! Is the result of a too full bladder and the nightmare due to the rats, which can explain fear.
you're gonna make me beg for it, aren't you?
You there?
Would it surprise you to know that I, myself, am a rat?
a month to the day, sugar...i am desolate and bereft! xox
Your silence is so witty.
Oh dear I think he may have succumbed to blog fatigue ...
Are you in prison, doccy?
Huh. Still no still no, eh.
Miss ya, Doxie.
Which one are you on blunt cogs? I could understand it better if I had a key.
How about replacing Henry with something less full on? xoxoxox
just a word, sir...a kindly one, please.
xox
No, nothing. Just the sound of finger nails, idly drumming...
Or a new photo?xox
When do you think we should start writing obituaries?
Oh come on!
And you say I need timelapse blogging.
obituaries????
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