Have I lived life “My Way.” No, not at all, unfortunately :-( I seem to have lived my life trying to please everybody else, it seems like. It was my upbringing I suppose, everything was right or wrong, no middle ground, no grey areas. If you didn’t want to share your toys, you didn’t deserve them (a good lesson I’ve always thought since I can’t deal with selfish people at the best of times) in essence I was taught to always put others before yourself. Always. Then I went out into the real world where there are people who have no qualms about using this against you. People who will con, cheat and steal from you in a heartbeat. In short I really did think the world was made of candy and sugar lumps till I met a few (but only a few) rotten apples. Thats what growing up is all about I suppose. Don’t get me wrong, I had a wonderful childhood, in that I was loved, protected, but I was kinda wrapped in cotton wool, you know? sometimes I wish I hadn’t been quite so protected from the world, and had been allowed to learn a little street smarts instead, it would have saved me a hellish amount of pain and upset later. Maybe in my next life I won’t be so much of a “mug.” On a related note, my Uncle can belt out that song in the pub at a karaoke machine like you wouldn’t believe, of course he won’t do it normally (too shy) but if plyed with just enough Budweisser, he can be talked into it, and he is beyond brilliant.