Reckless
“Dear Diary”, 18th June 2026
Dear Jack,
I was reckless yesterday. Some might argue I was reckless even beyond comprehension. For three hours yesterday I was struck by the reckless bug, holding the supposed happiness of life in the palm of my hand. No jokes today old friend. This is serious. Real serious. Reckless I tell you! I have no idea where that inner chimp of mine was, the computer worked (kind of), and the human inside my tiny mind experienced again the sort of carefree recklessness you normal weirdos enjoy as part of your daily routine. But do you, or would you, have enjoyed the excitement I felt for three halcyon hours yesterday, a free bird whistling in the branches of the tree of life?
I doubt it my old friend, and I hope these words reach you in rude health, and cocking a snook at our Establishment lords and masters.
Well England have joined the World Cup party and whisper it, I think they’ve overtaken the USA team as the most exciting, progressive, attacking, chaos causing team of the tournament so far. They have a lot to live up to! Wasn’t it a marvel seeing Portugal humbled by those “Leopards” from the Democratic Republic of Congo?
Here’s to Ronaldo crying when Portugal are dumped out!
“Dear Diary” is a new concept I’m running with for the new year. Short, punchy, irreverent, spoiler free, telling you everything and nothing about that day’s particular journal entry. Here’s today’s entry. Do check back in tomorrow. After you’ve tempted yourself with one of these beauties I self-published either side of Christmas 2025:
"Alone with Everybody" - Link to Amazon
As long as the DRC didn't bring Ebola with them....