Wednesday

Last night, sitting watching telly, the phone rang, ive grown almost phobic about the phone, so i let the wife answer it, im glad i did...." oh im so sorry.... where is it?...flowers?".... our old next door neighbour died from Ovarian cancer yesterday. She was a tall elegant lady, overly fussy and pernickerty but sweet with it. her husband will be lost, i hope he takes comfort in his religion. Im not sure what it is but he lent me a book on Sufism once so i suspect its a hippy combination of that....

We went to their wedding reception, where he made a rambling speech about falling down a cliff then finding her to hold onto. He employed me to paint their stairs too once, £30 a day, money we needed then.

Wife is on day tow of a temp job, maybe 8 weeks or 12 weeks it unclear. Its in a travel agents. they have taken on another travel agents that's gone bust and she said the accounts department "Lost interest" in the last few months, so its a mess. The others in the office seem Ok in any case to busy to worry the wife, which is good. She's discovered they might need a new travel agent too, not for her, but to try to seduce the other girl from her former office, get her away from them, contribute to messing them up. She's always wanted to be a travel agent apparently.