I confess to watching this years series of Big Brother. From a few too many hours of third-person social analysis, I started to wonder about how people place their expectations on other people. It seems to be based solely on how they do things themselves. There’s a whiff of pride in every decision that people make, that is driven by the conviction of the validity of their feelings.

I understand the need to believe in yourself, but why should it dominate the judgement of the people around you.

At a guess, I’d say it was just a force of habit, through years of practice of judging yourself on a never ending basis. So when it comes to forming ideas about other people, the easy path is always available. But to try to come to terms with the simple idea that someone else believes different to you, takes a lot more energy.

I’m considering a tattoo, made up of all different pieces that I will construct over the years, constantly growing into something more solid and wise. Each piece will be a lesson that goes up to make the belief system that I choose to subscribe to, as opposed to the one that was necessarily dealt out.

I don’t want you to subscribe to anything I do or believe, but I do want to hear about how you run things in your part of town. I went shopping in mine today, hence the ‘shopping spree’ images.