Tommy 2.0

...hence my absence from the blogosphere. My tale begins last month, or April as it's more commonly known. I was in front of the TV, in the midst of a lovely bacon sandwich, when Sunday Politics hot-shot Andrew Neil announced my name in reference to the Labour Party (who I'd never heard of). On swallowing my crust I immediately thought to myself...why? Sure, upcoming elections had been in the news but had I missed the memo? Was I involved? Was I unwittingly being ushered into the murky underworld of politics against my will, like so many of the buffoons on the news? Or had I completely misread the situation again, as per one or two of my previous blog posts? Naturally I assumed it was the former. My first port of call was to Google myself to see if this would shed any light. Attention was immediately drawn to a Wikipedia page who's name bore resemblance to my own. The title simply read ' Tom Greatrex '. I hadn't warranted a page before so what had c...

...is Tommy Greatrex then, really? In one way or another I've been asking myself this question all my life, yet still I find myself nowhere near an answer. If, for some reason, you've read either of my first two blog posts* you're probably just as confused as I am. Based on what I've been told at various times in my life, by different people who may or may not have liked me, I sometimes vaguely  look a bit like ' ginger ' and ' not so ginger ' celebrities. Out of all this hearsay I've created a sliding scale that I like to call  The sliding scale of Tommy Greatrex-ness. See Exhibit 1A. Originally existing solely in my mind, the sliding scale allows me to plot my physical appearance and current state of mind twofold: 1) How ginger I feel in myself (flowing from left to right)  2) How stressed I feel with life (flowing from the outside in) To save any confusion, as it can be a bit of a mindbender , the scale can be seen in a physi...