Time moved
on as did the world spinning out there in the darkness, me I had promised
another blog so I had better pull my finger out!
I thought I
had discovered a great set of headphones for the plague carrier, I was unhappy
with the ear buds that I had been using, I was so wrong they were too small for
my petite ears (no I do not look like a copy of the FA Cup) they soon wound
their way to the youngest, disappointment raised its ugly head I would just
have to make do with the fabulous sport of bus seat bingo! But more of that in
a while, as I had said life moved on, the yard furniture was sorted out and we
tried it out at least once, the others may have tried it a bit more, hey ho that’s
the summer done isn’t it?
Somewhere along
the way a friend reached out, they weren’t having the best of times thankfully
after we had conversed there seemed to be some light at the end of the tunnel, it’s
not just me that has issues, if you can lend a hand do so you never know when
you might need a friendly shoulder to lean on, then up the wooden stairs to my
pit later than I normally would, but a good deed does need to be done.
The next morning,
I was already at the plague carrier preparing for an Olympic effort in bus seat
bingo I was attempting a six seat segue, its where you pick a seat that will
cause the most upset on an early bus, a journey that people have been making
for so long that they consider that seat to be their own, well seat picked it
was hilarious to see that their heads nearly exploded, I then waited until that
the bus was in motion and I moved seats “because the sun was in my eyes” the
driver doesn’t see me make my move but he does see the six people scuttling to snatch
there coveted thrones back, he slammed the brakes on and has a right hissy fit
, I struggled so much to keep my giggle fit in, I’m not positive but I’m sure a
little wee escaped, funny yes, however I just might need the use of the FBI to
protect me again lol.
Back to
work and the pace picked up, twice I went to work wearing my reading glasses
this renders me nearly blind, so people who know me have to jump out in front
of me, even then I know I still struggle to confirm that it’s actually me that
they are waving (sorry Brother Norm) at, I can only hang my head in shame,
hahaha and I do quite frequently, you really do have to rugby tackle me if you
want my attention, if my own mother was still she would testify to that fact!
A duty
manager shift thankfully flew over and then the coveted weekend was here, I was
still reeling from the effects of the tonsillitis and to make matters worse
early Saturday morning (about three ish) I experienced the worst case of calf
cramps, as I pirouetted around our cramped bedroom trying to make as little
noise as possible as we had the Hurricane staying, I literally cried with the
pain, here we are on Monday night still in pain but the wife put on her nurses
uniform on and massaged my calf’s informing me I had a huge stiffness in my left
leg (down boys & girls) what a fantastic job she did, life keeps kicking me
in the bollocks with all of these “Little Gifts” I do believe I have exclaimed
in the past “getting old is shit”
Saturday I sulked
and hobble around the house in pain, but cunning plans were afoot and they did
indeed perk me up, now I need to collate weather information as a part of my
job at work and for the last 6 days I was being told that Sunday was indeed
going to be “Rainy” however my sources from the Shields posse were telling the
wife “no come on down it will be fine”! You can see where this is going can’t
you, well actually as we left Gimpsville it was actually alright however it got
grimmer as we headed to the coast, it did fair up but it means that we had to
change cunning plan number 3247, we went to Porters (come on boys and girls it
will always be Porters) for lunch it was fab but I felt guilty as I didn’t want
a pudding so I felt like I guilted everybody else, not the case, I was honestly
just full, meal over we headed to the coast (I mean further along the coast)
not before driving past Bents Park to see if we could get Mr Tony Hadley (as he
was playing) to sing Musclebound to no avail! I thought I stood a chance, mind
you if I can’t get the Buckets to do California Man without bribing them with Jagermiester,
I didn’t have a burger to throw at Mr H , I kept a stiff upper lip we ended up
at Marsden and we decided to have an ice cream then ended up following the
imperial Japanese army as they tried to invade the caves of (Okinawa) Marsden
grotto and we had another drink (non-alcoholic) because we are good boys and
girls (cough splutter) the crack flowed and we ended back at the lair of the
royal flight, and for some reason I was really popular with the royal hounds!
An introduction
to Lucifer (oh fuck not you two again) and the day was done we headed back to
Gimpsville and yes the weather actually had been good, well for the time of the
year what were you expecting the sky to be split? Off to bed and then back to
work today which to put bluntly my get up and go had got up and fucked right
off, I di plenty I just didn’t really enjoy it, strange that because I do love
my job! So that’s the blog, keep spreading the disease, numbers are good not
great (they all die off in the summer for some reason) more coming soon but
until then enjoy your life, this ain’t a practise you only get one go, and if you
can help a soul please do you will find that it makes you feel so much better,
until the next time Toodles!
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