Feelings of nostalgia

With my impending pregnancy about to finally bear fruit – not literally of course, I mean I am but weeks away from ejecting from my cervix (yes I do mean cervix, all part of the unusual – and to perhaps many hideous – experiment I have found myself caught up in) another Human. Although I might imagine that passing say for example a grapefruit, might be equally discomforting. (Note to self – human beings that might be able to produce fruit and vegetables from their own body, look into further!)

However, this imminent arrival of a fresh young life, or Subject CH03mk2 as I planning to name it, has led me this week to look back, somewhat nostalgically at my own formative years. A carefree child, with none of the pressures and responsibilities of my adult life – I thought it might be of interest to you my dear blog reader to get a brief insight, into the early musings and development of my soon to be superior brain. Indeed this very blog is by no means the first record of my thoughts and genius, rather precociously I have been keeping a journal since I was two and a half, although here for you I shall limit disclosure to my teenage ramblings, before being mostly crayon drawings of estranged father figures and red fire engines .

So for the first time outside of the elegant scribblings of my own fair hand in a number of catalogued and indexed moleskin notebooks – I present over the course of the next few days, extracts from CHARLE HUMAN: THE STUDENT YEARS…

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