11 April Glimmer 11
Easter Sunday and Glimmer 11 celebrates the fact I’ve finally cracked the cooking of Onion Bhaji after several years of failed attempts! Delicious too! Cook a pork roast for the day.
Music
- Various Artists – Lee ‘scratch’ Perry And Friends: Land Of Kinks – The Jamaican Upsetter Singles 1970
- Various Artists – Gather In The Mushrooms (The British Acid Folk Underground 1968-1974)
- Various Artists – Liverpool Sunset (The City After Merseybeat 1964-1969)
- Prince Buster -Prince Buster – Funky Jamaica
Day off and Elsie goes to the Vets for her jabs. Given a lift by Steven and Ryan. Cat behaves well, jabs go well. Struggle with tiredness, Elsie and I repair to bed.
Back into work today and value is shite but a cheeky £90 addline rescues things a tad. Feeling knackered. Day started well with an arsehole parked in front of the gate so I couldn’t get the bike out.
Monday and I’m despatched to deliver the piss to the GPs. Hazel is due to suffer the final indignity, it only hurts if you get your fingers caught between the bricks. Brief shop in Aldi and then onto the laundrette. My cunning plan of coffee, music and book is interrupted by building work at the garage. Plan B from Planet 57 swings into action and it’s a sausage barm and coffee from the sandwich shop.
Lazy start to another day off, not up till 9.40’ish. Wander into Wigan with C who is looking for shoes. First port of call is the market where she deems the shoes too frumpy. A brief coffee as I scarf the rest of my tabs. Then into the Grand Arcade. Shoezone (no wide fit), Clarks (too frumpy) fail to provide. In desperation it’s Schuh and we find some Doc Marten’s she loves, Klarna makes them affordable.
3rd shift of lates, uninspiring am knackered. Nipped to Lidl with a list and cook the most uninspiring meal. C not happy at the dishes in the sink, in my defence nothing to do with me, S and R dishes.
Day two of lates and a sneaky HBB. Value is shite. Absoulutely knackered.
1st of the lates and I’m struggling. Thank gawd for Kawa’s. Still struggle with a late start, too early to do much, too late to not do something.
Sunday and I’m in… at least there is Pizza. Phone the boy and Mum as usual, watch the Throw Down and Call the Midwife. More importantly home to meal cooked by C including dumplings. Love ’em!
