Thursday

Round to Mr Handy this morning. He's still happy and now he's requested that people tell him when he gets too exited and raises his voice. As i said before its very odd behaviour for him at least. Convinced of his new software being a world beater, hes appointed a "finance director" which is his son. Who formerly he seemed to regard as a bit dim, but since hes had a shop and sold it for much money, he thinks hes suitable as "finance directer". The new directer came round and they blathered on about the truly awful business cards he had made, laminated and green type on a yellow panel, they looked like a pool of sick, but they blathered on about the sharp edges. Is it a Welsh characteristic that they go on and on about things, stating the obvious time and time again. He also said my automita were terribly made but i coverd it up in the name of "Art" so it was OK. That made me feel great.

Mutual friend phoned in the after noon, asking if i was coming round. I was going to tomorrow but went round and chatted today instead / as well as. Maybe she was bored. Chatted and for the very first time we didn't mention the execrable twins. She wants to get a dog. Made me want a dog too.

Slightly exiting things been taking pics of my friends. Soon to arrive on this blog!