That Nostradamus has got nothing on me

It seems I am something of a 21st century Nostradamus. Now my reader may think that is a bold, and possibly outrageous, statement but I have the proof.

Some years ago a friend, and former business partner, suggested I start a blog as “you have a unique and humorous way of writing”.

Assuming that was a compliment I started to put my random and rambling thoughts in writing.

All I needed was a catchy title. But I just couldn’t think of anything.

Then BIL, my brother-in-law, told me that I needed to get out more after what I thought was a stimulating and terribly interesting chat about pros and cons of various brands of wood stain. Yes, really.

That was a lightbulb moment and I Don’t Get Out Much was born.

And here I am, five months after the initial COVID-19 lockdown, not getting out much. Told you so.