When I’m drunk, I can be a bore. I know it, and other people know it too. Perhaps you are one of those who know. If so, I apologise.
I can also be a bore when sober, but I don’t think it’s so bad then. See, when I’m drunk, I even start to bore myself. I go off on a topic and talk about it too forcefully for too long. My mind suddenly realises that I’ve gone on too long, but my mouth keeps talking. My mind hears me making the same point repeatedly in only very slightly different ways, but my mouth insists I continue.
It usually only happens when I am talking to one other person. I don’t think that I bore groups particularly, mainly because I’m not conversationally dominant enough to browbeat a whole group of people into submission.
So, as thanks for reading my blog, I’d like to offer YOU some advice on how to not end up on the receiving end of my drunken monotony. If you are talking to me at a party or in the pub, discussing weighty matters, and you suspect/know I have had a few drinks, never ever bring up the following topics if you want to escape alive:
- The state of English cricket
- The European Union
- The need (or otherwise) for manned space exploration (especially with regards to Mars)
- Sanctimonious hypocritical lefties (e.g. most of Labour, Polly Toynbee)
- The smoking ban
If you do wish to discuss any of the above topics, please feel free to firmly interject if I have been going on too long. I won’t take it personally – indeed, I shall probably thank you.
Having partially wised-up to my ranting topics, I will politely refuse to engage in any conversations regarding abortion or fox hunting.












Posted by Pete Collins 











