I Don't Like Mondays

except when they're bank holidays of course. It's that wonderful day of feeling like a Monday, yet it's really Tuesday, and the weekend isn't so far off. Having said that the last two days have felt like Sundays, so it's a bit of a trade off I guess. Things are looking up at least: Heir No. 2 can now climb on and off the sofa without any risk to life and limb, Heir No. 1 has at least listened more over the weekend, and only got sent to his room on one occasion. My brother-in-law brought his new fiancee round at the weekend. As per usual she is stick thin, and appears to dote on him. By my quick reckoning this is the 5th fiancee of his I have met, and that doesn't include his first wife, who he was already married to when I entered his life. Only my good taste and manners prevent me from starting a book on how long this relationship will last! Somewhat surprisingly he has yet to meet her parents, normally he follows strict tradition and asks for the daughter's hand before proposing. Then dumps them a couple of months later, or marries them, then decides they want different things and dumps them. There's at least one consistent strand there though. To be honest I could probably write a whole blog about my brother-in-law, but it would be dismissed as utter fiction. Oh where would I start? The narcissism complex that he is getting treated for, the unparalleled climb up the corporate ladder without the benefit of a degree or even decent A level results? The sudden disappearance a la Reggie Perrin from his first wife, the illegal alien status of his second? The fact that he "no longer needed the trappings of materialistic wealth to prove his own worth", shortly followed by the purchase of a Porsche convertible? This may now be coming across as petty jealousy, and whilst I am about to deny that, it will not merely be a blanket denial. I know for a fact that I have something that he doesn't and quite possibly never will have. I have so much love in my life, my wife, my children, my mother - all of it unconditional and so much more rewarding than any fast car or salary figure. I hope that he will find what he is seeking, but somehow I feel that contentment and true happiness are going to miss him out. That will be a shame, because I firmly believe that everyone can enjoy life with the right outlook and attitude. Again I feel blessed.