I owe my mental health to Barry Bucknell.

I owe my mental health to Barry Bucknell. He was the guy who did DIY programs on TV in the fifties. If you ever had a real wood door covered in sheets of hardboard that’s down to him. He would explain each project and have all the bits cut to size, shaped and pre-drilled so he could build a wardrobe in seconds. I was too young to do them back then but it’s how I’ve approach life to this day. Think, plan, draw, measure and bingo a futon base. I wonder where that went? But it’s not just projects. There’s something about his approach that seems to weld the ‘now’ firmly between the past and the future. The past is the one I made earlier, the future is the one I’m going to make, and the now is where I put it together. It pre dates Eckhart Tolle’s ‘Power of Now’ but is a practical example of it. It does two things to elevate one from the ravages of destructive emotions. One, it occupies the brain with practicalities and two it avoids mewling over one’s history or the imponderable anxieties of the future. The past wardrobe is evidence of my capacity to be successful and the future wardrobe is solely dependant on putting it together in the now. All that remains is to get on with it. If it goes to plan I can enjoy my positive emotions and if it doesn’t I’m not a failure it’s just something I overlooked in the planning stage. If after several attempts I prove it was just the wrong thing in the first place and I feel sad there’s always a set of Ikea Snorku shelving units to get me going again. I don’t get depressed because there’s always something to achieve and always the now to achieve it in. And if all that fails I can get pissed. What could be simpler? OK so I might have mild asperger’s but hell nobody’s perfect.