monday

Dotty came round this morning to have a bath. Poor lady living in a caravan this time of year i feel for her. I put out new soap and towels etc but she bought her own, so no risk of encountering septigenarian pubs on the soap as i wash my face tomorrow morning. We talked for some time about things. As usual she seems to think I'm the calming influence and said id calmed her down when the "bastards" had tried to pressure her, i cant really remember what i said to her but it went along the lines of "they are fucking nuts, tell them to fuck off". Probably actually i didn't swear, she is old enough to be my gran after all and an ex headmistress.

Oh and....ust got cornered by the deputy mayor in t'steet with an update on pub that's been noisy. Apparently its been silent this week because. hes had a Uber carpeting from the licencing people and the brewery. the licensing people have said NO MUSIC, and one visit per night from a uniformed copper, and they will be doing undercover work, with "secret" underage people seeing if he sells them booze. hes on the "A" watch list for three months... i confidently expect him to go bust soon.