Tweenagers, inbetweeners and twenty somethings

Yay! I am back from the posting desert! I've been unable to find inspiration lately, maybe because all I do is talk about lighting, plumbing, painting, decorating, paying bills ugh, I feel old. Even though according to this blog I have been a pre-adolescent for the last three years. Great.

I have been mistaken for the last three years and no-one has been kind enough to tell me!
Actually that's not true, a few weeks ago a friend told me but I thought he was wrong and not me. I am never wrong. Except this once maybe.


Someone should have told me that a "tweenager" is not the equivalent of "teenager" to refer someone in their twenties (which actually makes some sense, doesn't it?).

Someone should have told me (sooner) that according to the Urban Dictionary a Tweenager is this:

My "favourite" no doubt is meaning number 2. 

So this blog has been displaying my ignorance for the last three years, and that means either:


1) people consider me rather stupid and therefore likely to say I am a tweenager myself, even if I double the age of a tweenager.

2) people think I really am a tweenager (maybe the only tweenager in the world who has a mortgage). Maybe they even think I dress like a little ***** because I like pop tarts (for a second I thought it referred to

(Yes, I chose this Darth Vader Pop Tarts on purpose)

and not the other "pop tarts"

(I had to dig in google images to find this, the rest were either fat Britney, shaved-head Britney, or I-am-kissing-Madonna Britney...). Or

3) people read my blog and think: "ya think that u are cool, but ya arent."

Either way I didn't like it, so I have declared myself a twenty-something instead and have thus changed the line that appears below the Blog title.

Soon enough I'll have to change it again, let's hope that this Blog is still active by then.


Thanks Jon.

Such is Life