'Spuddle' is my new favourite word.

Don't ask how I came across it, I just did, and I like it.

It seems like a lot of 'spuddling' is going on at the moment that's something all the annoying protesters engage in. To make a lot of fuss about trivial things is how I would describe their antics if the entire Israel/Palestine scenario if it wasn't such a serious matter in itself. It's just the ridiculous encampments, marches and conflict it causes between, I assume, those who 'could' otherwise be described as normal, rationally minded people here in the UK.

I get Starmer's point, being that it's better to keep enemies closer than friends in respect of the global caliphate. I'm simply wholly untrustworthy, as I'm sure our security services are of this insidious, world domination-focused, fanatically religious, self-entitled version of God's own, dogs’ bollocks.

Anyway, enough said for now as I've already been here in previous posts, and it's boring me to tears already. Save to say that even though I'm wholly against the idea, I cannot help but think the only way forward for this planet is a bloody good war, and for humanity to start over again minus all the millennial screaming me-me's and their cretinous, petulant "demands".

And so I conveniently segue from wars to battles. Well, kind of, anyway. Okay, so perhaps not even battles, more like minor skirmishes in terms of my relationship with Keisha. It's between my calm and peaceful, deep-thinking, sedentary writing mode, and her world of absolute chaos - both in thinking and action. My abode could never be described as a showhouse. However, I am very well organised with there being a place for everything and everything in its place because cluttered surroundings create a cluttered mind.

From a writer's perspective - which it's widely alleged that I am nowadays, being well-organised is a non-negotiable essential. So, everything is returned to its original home for ease of finding it again and not wasting time having to search unnecessarily for the same item. Like the Swiss flag, it's a big plus in my life if others follow suit. Synchronisation is the key to all-round success if simple and logical steps are followed so as not to inconvenience others.

Now, when someone's been on what's effectively a non-stop drug binge for fifteen years, and pretty much all she has known; plus a head injury along the way, this is far from an easy cycle to break, however, nothing is impossible. All it takes is the willingness and motivation to make a start and keep going while being accepting of the fact there will be a great many bumps in the road ahead to face and conquer.

So, I guess we're both in the same boat in this respect. Although, at least I've been there and done it where she hasn't, and it will be as scarey for her as it was for me initially. Though, at least I didn't have the hardcore drug misuse to deal with.

True to Mair's book I spoke of in the previous post to this, my own 'Family of Mind' returns from the oblivion of subconsciousness to spring into action once again like some kind of knight in rather well-worn, dull armour. Anyway, at least progress is being made. Even, if it's at a much slower pace than would otherwise be normal for me.