Saturday

Spoke to Hotdog while wife and son went and lit a candle for our friend in the cathedral. Beautiful S had kept him up til two the night before bemoaning his braking up with his reportedly lovely nice girl friend. He said he had problems juggling his son by another relationship and her etc, which sounds a feeble excuse. Hotdog said he probably had a testosterone problem as Beautiful S said eh just has to have a shag ever other day or go mad... maybe they just get too sore and have to leave!

Friday

Apparently the "boat" floated free yesterday and is now well on its way to being a "real boat" in the eyes of the council....

Wednesday

Round to Fivemum to visit and change the oil. Well i changed the oil in the car with little trauma until... i was round a friends place, usually i just get muddy and don't bother much with sheets etc, this time i flung me coat down, let the oil out and it was just as i nipped the sump back up i noticed the smell..... yes id flung the coat down on top of dog shit...uuuuuurrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr

Interesting conversation with the hubby, he was at the Poll Tax riot in London, in Leicester square no less. He remembers being pinned up against a building and wondering what all the falling glass was, looking round, he saw it was well on fire and the window pains were popping out and raining down into the street. He said the square was amazing, the sky was a cloud of bottles thrown from a looted off licence, at the riot cops, just one big continuously moving cloud.

Her dog Spot is pregnant, getting fat.

tuesday

My friends horse died, which is sad. But it died of natural causes, wandered down to the end of the field, lay down under the trees and expired. And that is the most dignified bit of the story. Begin rural Cornwall her hubby got out his spade, only he couldnt dig near the trees as it was too rocky/rooty, so he dug a bit up the field. It was a small horse which requires a BIG hole. Took all day, that day was one of her daughters birthdays. So with an audience of goolish girls he tied some rope round the horses legs and proceeded to drag it up the field with the old tractor. Swift diversion round the hole and the theory went it would drop in the hole and be "sorted".... Sadly the horse went in head first and much to everyone's horror remained arse up to the wind. They retired for a time to contemplate the new field monument... but eventually with ropes and tractor got it at least below ground level, filled in the hole... i dare not suggest the build up of gasses etc might just lead to disaster!


Oh dear, Dotty was just on the phone, poor lady she was asking to borrow some money. I know that she will have agonised about that for days, but she's so skint she cant eat and more importantly for her her dog cant either. We don't have any money either but we can have an over draught easily. I'm delegated to meet her in the lane to her caravan tomorrow after i pick up our son from school will 100 quid cash. Its not easy for us to do this but her need is great and our discomfort slight.

Monday

The school run came up with a nice uplifting story ... Up a tiny creek on the way to Truro a couple have bought the creek and the little bit of surrounding land, and built themselves a home. It sort of boat shaped, more sheddy really but nominally a barge. Been there for quite some time too, in the summer shielded by trees. They went away for the summer sailing in the med (being a boat bum can be good) and returned to find some "git" had complained to the council, that they were loving there. Anyway, after interrogating the council on what was the problem was, the council pointed out they have no jurisdiction over "proper boats" and what constituted a "proper boat" was one that floated to the end of the creek and had photographic evidence of doing so......so over the week end the Hippie contingency have been mobilised, they have been digging out a canal in the creek ('cos the "Boat" is to deep a draught to float out) Very much to the surprise of the council and probably the "git" who complained....Plans are going well, massed hippies are digging when the tides out and a BIG! pump is available for its short trip and the rudder (the bench mark for passing the point at which the council deems it to have entered the main channel has been nailed to the front

Wednesday

Funny how things happen, the wife had a job interview lined up, an application form filled in ready to post, a three week Holiday cover temp job (doing pay roll, she hasn't done it for a long time , but recent pay roll experience is a licence to get a lot of temp jobs, as all the payroll people can easily get jobs) But she was also lined up for a job in local bakers office doing their pay roll to cover maternity leave... It seemed the Bakers was having doubts about her ability (cos its 450 employees!) and called her in for a "little chat" this morning.... i waited outside..... wife comes skipping out half an hour latter... wo hoo.. "informal chat" has turned into, come in to do the payroll and then if we like you and you like us, full time office cover for illness and general trouble shooter at efficiency...not only that but wife told them she had an interview latter and the lady said, whatever they offer you, come back to me and we will see if we can get you more!.... so wife went cancelled her job interview, rang the agency that got her the payroll job at the bakers , the bakers had been on the phone to them, they love the wife, she's really nice etc etc gushing prase! Looks like the wife might have a real JOB!

Now all we have to do is improve their quite awful pasties!

Monday

Went to town, dropped in on Weezy. She was waiting for a hospital car to take her to have her head x-rayed. Due to her awful headaches. The X-ray is to "check there's nothing metal in her head"...I suppose a precaution as she had a brain tumour removed a few years ago(first op without full anaesthetic!) She didn't look all that pleased about it all, poor girl all her life is doctors and illness.

Yesterday went to field took Tortoise lady, she picked food for pets and lots and lots of apples and even some ripe pears. She seems very envious of us, our lad our field our house... we have everything she wants. She is pleased for us though. Delivered a bag of apples to the lady who gave us the stove.

Thursday

Back to school for our son, he likes it so far..

I see Pavaroti has died from the same as out friend and DanDan the film star man...i heard he had it a few months ago and knew he was going to die...

Wednesday

Wife's seen Gella the loopy librarian. Apparently she broken up with the male nurse she lived with for many years over her daughter. Mind you what she says and what happened are very often different thing. She claims that Nurse took her daughters side and has moved into a caravan to rent his cottage to the daughter. Her daughter had a breakdown (unsurprisingly as she is nuts from both father and mother) Daughter went fully tonto went to hospital (probably sectioned) and her child was left to Nurse and gella to look after...Leading to tension and breakup. Daughter went lesbian long time ago due to her inability to deal with men or anyone not as loopy as herself. Now she's installed in the cottage with a coatarie of men hating lesbians.....humm