OK and I’m running late. Grab coffee and sarnies and take photo of a sign I saw the other day that made me laugh out loud, people are so feral. Day went better than the last couple.
Saturday and another day off. Lie in it’s nice! Then off to get Greg the bear shrink wrapped. We go via the ATM and follow the shrink wrapping with a coffee. Nip back home and drop the bear off. Meet C at Lidl and shop. Back home for a bacon sarnie.
Afternoon and it’s a trip to the Turkish barbers. Pint and home.
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.
Back home and the plan is cook a lasagne for tomorrow, gammon and chips for tonight.
Day two of lates and a sneaky HBB. Value is shite. Absoulutely knackered.
Bus day.
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.
Curry night, a Punjabi Tomato Curry with Chicken, rice and Naan. Slow cook and caramalise some onions. Also bake some fruit scones. Wee shop with C earlier and swift pint. Pump up the bike tyres in anticipation of tomorrow’s cycle to work.
C tidy’s upstairs as I cook.
Friday and I’m given a list. But first its time to sort the panniers on the bike in daylight. Discover I’d put them on back to front. Relatively easy to sort. Pop in the bike locks and job’s a good’un.
Onto the list. First off I am sent to the doctors to fetch blood forms, pots to piss in and to rearrange the time of the telephone consult. Then to book a bloods appointment, ring the people concerned only to discover I have to book it online. So online I go. Next a trip to the post office to send Christine’s birthday card.
Next to sorting the pedals on the bike. Much easier than I thought it’d be.
Last day off for a wee while and it’s a busy one. Laundrette day, change pedals day, bake custard pie, make mince and potato pie, give the cat her flea and worming treatment. Hoover and clean the oven and kitchen.
So Laundrette had a dryer hog, it started pissing down as I left. Cat avoided the pills. But on the plus side the custard pie seems to have worked. Mince and potato pie is a work in progress.
Feeling really shit, hit the booze to deal with it, not certain that that’s a good idea. That being said I just continue.
Sunday lazy start to the day. Wash up and make breakfast. Nip to the shop and grab a swift pint. Weather is foul. Catch up with the boy in the afternoon, he’s sounding less tin helmety.
Folks seem fine when I ring. C suffering from neuralgia and preparation for first day back blues.
Laundrette day
