Ian O'Doherty: I don't often say this. . . but isn't life grand?
So, there I was, at about 11 yesterday morning, out walking the dogs when I realised something was different.
What was it? What the Hell was going on? Why was I ever so slightly freaked out?
And then it hit me -- I was, in a weird, rather ironic way, kinda bugged out because of what I was feeling. And what I was feeling was ... a sort of contentment.