Just don't ask

Life on this side of the planet is pleasant. No earthquakes or killer animals to be concerned with. The UK is a quiet splat of rock sticking out of the sea. My part of England is a tree lined countryside. My life within that area is quiet and happy. What have I got to moan about? 

Too much overtime at work? Don't have an iPhone? Can't quite work the central heating right? 

First. World. Problems. 

I'm happy to say that I do stop myself from getting to moany of late because I appreciate that many have it worse. 

But like anyone else, if you ask me what's wrong, I'll think of something.