Yesterday I turned to Bloody Good Chap and said “I’m angry, I feel like picking a fight with you.” He smiled at me, like the chilled country boy he is, and then held up his hand for me to punch it. So I did, then after a while of punching I announced that I wanted to have a tantrum.

I had no reason for being angry or frustrated about anything, I just was.

In the past, I would have found a reason to genuinely pick a fight with BGC, but this time I was only joking. Though the urge was definitely still there.

Then my mind started to list all the reasons why I could be angry. There’s this friend that did this, and this person that did this, and bla bla bla. I started telling BGC about them and did a little angry fit dance. He just laughed at me and said “do you want a horse ride?”

I cocked my head to the side as I considered the offer, then nodded.

BGC got down on his hands and knees on the carpet and I jumped on his back and then he walked me round the house until I was laughing too much to be angry.

He’s never done that before, I have no idea where it came from, but it did the trick!

So the moral of the story, as with all Project Self posts?

Don’t take your mind too seriously.

And get on Tinder, there must surely be other Bloody Good Chaps out there, waiting there in the haystack.