Untitled Lullaby.

I really had the feeling that I should be writing something it was building up in side me like a volcano, oops that’s possibly a  bad metaphor when you consider what’s going on in Los Palmas but hell you kind of get the picture!

This week I discovered life is expensive, don’t let anybody tell you otherwise, life can also be shite, usually because it is expensive as well, but you simply have to pick yourself up and crack on!

Times have been decidedly shite for no other reason than I have let it take a bite out of my arse and because I let it, once I gave my head a shake the even keel has been restored, I’m back to my usual cheeky chappy, it might not last long but dammit I’m going to die trying! Actually, I’m guaranteed to die but I will be trying. Nothing was actually wrong as the earth had moved on, I was just feeling down, and I was reeling from punch after punch. Normally I would roll with it but for some reason I was in the depths of despair, trying to hide it, to be honest I’m not sure if I did a good job of it, not that it mattered I was down for the count, at the time I wasn’t having any success at getting back on my feet.

Out of the blue the haze lifted and slowly the fog in my mind was slowly disappearing, I was still taking hits to the head but the old me was resurfacing, I realised others needed me to be of clear head and not mopping around, I was hiding in work something I don’t really want to do anymore, it doesn’t help it simply stores the shit up, and it becomes infectious, let’s cut this shit out now.

We had yet another cunning plan to go and visit a friend who lives a distance away the wife needed it big style, so we booked a hotel and a road trip was confirmed, and we counted the days down as it would do us both the world of good, and god knows we both needed it, in the meantime the car needed to be serviced and it was identified that there was a couple of issues minor items but mega expensive doing it at a named garage, we used a local place so I wanted it done before the trip, we also needed 3 tyres (fuck) so off the car went and it came back after £690 worth of work (WTF) the hotel was another £200 it couldn’t get any more expensive, for once I had the cash available so I didn’t care.

Come the day we set off, not ten miles from home we get a bloody rock into the windscreen, there’s another £75, this is going to be another hole below the water line, the wife was amazed as I really didn’t care, she was freaking out, Life is expensive, it had to happen, the windscreen I could have done without, but hey ho lets go, other than the rock, it was a pleasant journey, we got to our allotted destination, we were staying at Fylde FC stadium  lovely and brand new (the wife picked it upon expert advice from the friend we were visiting) we got booked in the wife destroyed all of the security doors on the way to our suite (it’s swanky). A short respite and then we headed off to the Kingfisher for some grub another recommendation, it was close, and the beer and food was nice (I would give it an 8 out of ten) I wanted the glass they served the beer in, but it wasn’t too be, next time, then it was time to head back to our lovely abode, I treated the wife to an expensive coffee (pure muck) and then we retired for the evening.

I was up like a thief in the night before sunrise and was typing silently long before the wife rose from the dead, there was an issue with breakfast, would we mind having it in our room (hell no) it arrived slightly late, damn it I was starving, it was so lush, I was well satisfied, for once. A typical cunning plan, a spanner was thrown but we adapted and hurtled on into oblivion, actually we decided to spend the morning in Blackpool, god it was like the village of the damned, we got going and wandered the streets, I get why people like it and go and get hammered but as a holiday destination, it’s a no from me, I like the people I know from the area, but the council should be shot with shit for allowing the number of depilated buildings, I know they don’t belong to the council, but hells bells, I bet Sarajevo at the height of the fighting looked better than this, we discovered a second hand record shop (another recommendation) and although I was tempted, I was a good boy, I wasn’t buying out of need actually that should read as greed, anyway I was a really good boy!

A light lunch at Burger king, a small snooze before putting our glad rags on and heading out to see our friend, I am back in the land of the living (for the time being) I have no idea how long it will last, but I am willing to take it, what was crap as I tried to roll over the bed to avoid disturbing the wife nearly saw me cause  myself a mischief, the wife just shook her head, my body is a temple, a crumbling ruin at the feet of my wife. We retired for some light rest (OK I slept) then headed out for a designated rendezvous, The Black Valais, seemed nice but it had a kind of stand offish vibe and bloody expensive beer and even more expensive soft drinks, not that I minded the cost we were on our holibobs but it’s a big place and it wasn’t giving off a good vibe, there were more people through the door that left than stayed, we had a couple of drinks but the menu wasn’t too our fancy so we buggered off as well.

We tried the place that we had been in the night previously but that was bookings only, so we ended up a mile down the road in the Bell and Bottle, a much nicer ambience and a much nicer menu, we ate we laughed and I talked more than I should of seeing as how I was the plus one, nevertheless it was a great evening that ended way too soon, we retired to our respective places of rest and enjoyed an even more mellow end to the evening.

As usual I was up padding around in the dark at stupid o clock but the wife rose on time refreshed, we sorted ourselves out, packed our bags and that’s where it started to go horribly wrong as the wife during breakfast suffered a coughing fit which made her rush back to the room where she promptly threw her guts up, she was soon back but her throat was raw and she now had an annoying cough (annoying for her not me) once she was in a better frame of mind we signed out and headed for the hills.

Actually we headed across country to see my favourite part of my family who lives in sunny scunny, with my stomach gurgling and the wife and rasping cough we made a great pair as we arrived outside the wrong house (we overshot by two houses hey it is nearly ten years since we had been and the place had changed just a bit) we readjusted the parking situation and spent just over an hour in great company and we were introduced to Teddi, not a great move as it’s a puppy of 18 weeks and the wife went all gaga, no we are not getting another dog, I can’t go through that again.

Too soon it was over as we had a long journey home, but set off we did and it was thankfully a rather uneventful trip home, apart from the wife swearing at trucks and my guts grumbling away. Home again to the youngest and then the wife off to do a good deed for the eldest and then a slow night just being mellow apart from the biggest spider I had ever seen in the scuttling across the living room floor, much throwing of shoes didn’t get the blighter (but I did this morning ha-ha) again back to being up with the larks and my stomach has had its revenge I’m so glad we got home when we did because I would have burnt the car out rather than clean the torrent that erupted from me this morning, not nice!

Today well we are about to set off and sort out the damaged windscreen let’s see what joy that brings! We had to be up as we were going to get the windscreen fixed the lovely lady at national windscreens moved us up the list because we had come quite a distance, we headed into town and the wife obliged me in where we headed to, I saw a couple of ex work mates who was nice to see, glad to see them doing well. We wandered into the green market and did our thing but as we left I was starting to sink I needed food, but I didn’t know where to go, I wasn’t planning on anything fancy, as we were deciding where to go the wife turned around and went “this is a nice place I have been here before” (Harrys Bar in Newcastle I would recommend it to anybody it was so nice) so we went in and we were asked if we had a reservation? It’s a huge place with about 4 tables with people sitting even if there were 50 people behind us we wouldn’t fill the place, but the staff were lovely and we were soon sat down and ordering, it really was lovely and the food was nice which helps, I recovered and was still in good spirits, even after the bill arrived, we set off to get the car, headed home but first we had to get supplies as we had the grand kids coming to stay and they need certain food stuffs (when I was a lad I ate what I was given lol).

We arrived home to find some post through the door, missed a parcel, my hospital appointment on Christmas eve cancelled, another letter saying that they were moving my appointment to the 16^th of December (WTF) that was something I wants expecting, it will probably get cancelled and moved to next year because at times the behemoth that is the NHS struggles to know what the left hand is doing whist the right hand moves in mysterious ways!

A great evening with the grand kids and with no whinging, although the youngest suffered a coughing fit whilst asleep a couple of hours after going to bed, they both woke simultaneously the next morning but all was good in the hood, another good morning and the wife was dropping them off as she headed out to work, she is still suffering from her wear and tear of her fall earlier in the year and its heart breaking to see a little old woman come through the door after her 4 hour shift she is seeing a doctor quite regularly, but I think its doing more harm than good, I wish I made enough for her not to have to go to work, at the moment I don’t.

Yesterday was a strange day for me as I kind of crashed and burned (sleep wise) but I was in good spirits when the wife arrived home, I did my nursing duties then tried to sort out my older laptop whilst they watched the dancing nonsense,  the youngest hit the hay and we kind of drifted through the night until it was time for us to head up the wooden hill and we both drifted off to sleep, only for me to wake up at quarter past four, sod it I got back in bed and slept another hour I was still up for half five, but again in a positive vibe, I’ll run with it as  long as it lasts, knowing me it won’t be long LOL!  

The name game is in play as I sit and type this eating Colin The Caterpillar fruit sours (I know how healthy) playing the full discography of the band, as always no prizes for guessing but I always  get a laugh out of the wrong guesses, it’s the simple things in life as I get older hahahaha!

So there you go, possibly the longest blog in a while and hopefully the happiest in the same time frame, I seem to be out of practice as it seems so disjointed but I enjoyed putting this down to paper (so to speak) the older blogs are still chugging away with small numbers, probably either discovering them for the first time or its some nice person rereading them either way it makes me kind of happy, what’s the plan going forward well tomorrow I have to go back to work (no lottery win) tomorrow and I intend to go with the flow, again I will take my time before I blog again, simply as I don’t have a lot of (positive) things to say, however I am trying (well the wife seems to think so), so watch the skies for more incoming keep spreading the disease you never know the happiness hopefully will last into the next blog (fingers crossed). So, until then I will do the best I can, take care and stay alive until the next time ……. Toodles!