Are you happy?

Are you happy? The Guardian asked. And Kate Drummond, ice cream vendor, had an answer. An answer, I liked so much, in fact, I framed it. I love the idea of owning an ice cream van and parking it up next to sea side views, a gentle breeze blowing in exactly the right direction (to avaid my hair getting stuck in the ice cream)... I also liked Kate's theory that ice cream is a good indicator for happiness: If it drips down a child's face, all's well... and even better, when the topping's free, defying any money grabbing ice cream super business... Then the thought of children returned. Their laughter. The seed of doubt. Not that I don't like them per se... although, well, the things is, I'm not sure their rowdy presence fits into my picture of tranquil joy. Rather I see myself in my little vintage van, a makeshift bookshelf on one side (with the type of elastic bands you use to secure the load carried on bicyles, strapped along each row of books to prevent them from sliding of during one of my infrequent drives) and customers in a nice, meandering queue, as calm as they are happy.

Rambling on... (from weekend walks to lunchtime fantasies)

There's not much to see. Yet. But there will be. I promise.
You'll be able to see what I've seen. Where I went and rambled. Along and on.
For example, last Saturday I went for a walk. 26km, 16.2m Ash Vale Circular. The last hour was spent in darkness, bumbling along MOD land, trying to find my way through the firing ranges (quite peaceful, once you get over the barren landscape and the signs warning you not to touch any unknown objects in case they explode on you; but then again, it was too dark to see any objects anyway.)
So that's what this blog will be about. Rambling. About the roads I've taken. And about the roads less travelled by. The ones that might make all the difference. It's about imagining alternatives. Freely. Rambling on. What would you be, if you could? And where? There are roads I might never take. Then again, maybe I will. Ever wanted to own an ice cream van? Or become a professional darts player? I intend to go on about it. Some time soon.


I hope you'll follow me following trails of thought and roads taken. (By the Saturday Walkers' Club for now. Many thanks btw.)

Best,
your ambling rambler on.