Yes this is true as the old saying goes, but you can make a Primark purse out of a bad job and think I'm nearly there.
Yes folks the saga of Tin Pan Alley is coming to an end pretty soon. I have toiled and heaved, cried with utter frustration of the pursuit of slate. It seems the world and his wife have been landscaping, well fair do's to them but they could have left little me a bit of slate to finish my momentous slog of Tin Pan Alley.
This as you know is consequences of the 42 year old shed being demolished and creating 1000 other jobs, was it worth it I ask myself through blistered hands knees and thankful heart, knowing these things don't get finished without the finances of paid labour, which is not in my remit of expenditure, or a strong man about the house, sadly not one of those. But am indebted to my loyal friends Sylvia and Steve, whom are always there for me which makes me feel so humbled.
So tomorrow will be another day of painting benches and organising of pots of flowers that I know will bring me pleasure in the nice weather fingers crossed.
Viv had a little wheely round yesterday, sat in the sun and I made her Sunday lunch. It was lovely her being round, Viv is another of my motivators, she organises me along with Mrs Bucket ( Sylvia ) she liked what a joint effort had a achieved and still had a few tips, can't wait for her to be up and running and by gum we are going to hit that trail running and I don't care if we never stop.
Moving on my two boy's whom I have adopted are so cute and big, I bought a harness to put on them to get them used to the garden whilst getting them used to the house. I didn't realise they were so big the harness was like a corset bless, so abandoned the exercise outings with the kitties. I think they are going to be a good comfort to me as they are already.
The kitties were rescued from a very nice home but they couldn't settle with the new dog so hey presto they are here. It is nice to have some thing to talk too, it is lonely and feels empty on my own, perhaps wouldn't feel as bad but these times are testing us all especially peeps on their own.
I have quite a few friends who live abroad or part live overseas. They never feel isolated they do at the mo, who doesn't, but they don't feel as though they stick out like a sore thumb when going out on their own. Its easier just strolling out to the village in the sun, sitting having a couple of glasses of wine and a snack or a meal on the sea front, but here it feels strange you can't walk into a pub like a bloke rock up to the bar start chatting its a funny kind of feeling you get that everyone is staring, they feel quite exposed when they come back, so they know how I feel.
Over the last week, walked quite a bit of a distance and am trying to eat well so hoping it may benefit the weight gain to buz off, please fairy god mother sprinkle some disappearing dust on me and SPRINKLE ME.
Woody and Jesse are the laziest kitty's I've seen but they are adorable and will I'm sure become besty Kits to my friends too as they love fuss, but maybe when they eventually go outside they will be more active. I hope not pressies like birds bought as tokens to me like my daughters Cats do they also are adorable won't be baby sitting them no more she will have to have mine.
Cooked a scratch meal tonight got some homemade meat balls and scramble a ragu up to go with them, just finished it and Steve message to say did I want curry,....mmm yes but too late will save me some for tomoz thank you very much.
Been watching White Line on Nexflix and Almeria features in it and friends of mine live there, its a lovely community there and they welcomed me so much they were lovely people, my friend Claire is maybe thinking of renting that way or Malaga we hopefully doing a bit of a tour round to suss out an area who know's she may end up neighbour to my friends. The last time I was there we were summoned to a late night cap, we had already got ready for bed, but hey ho off we went in PJs and dressing gowns and a good time was had by all.
Just had a text from my neighbour to say she has secured a gardener for us yippee, I can't face tackling the front garden after this, so respite from another trudge of gardening. I shouldn't complain after all its kept me out of prison, rescued me from mountaineering and abseiling so should be more gracious. Do you think I could get a gardener like Lady Chatterley's lover now that would be some what novel, probably exciting ooh la la.
EXCITEMENT will that ever be on the agenda again, I must go back to Italy and admire the view, or should I say the manicured lovely Italians, they dress so chic for blokes, try my hardest to get Steve to change his style, at least the Beenie hat does not appear as much now so thats good, Viv and I keep telling him to dump the bomber jackets but he loves them bless.
Think will stop now and get a cuppa, oh by the way no win on the bingo and Saturday maybe the last, its kept the weekends like weekend nights out even though only Bingo but its been fun, so goodnight you lovely people till the next time of the less mingling and meandering through life.
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