Would like to write by-lines to some cracking January photographs, but can't seem to manage the tricky task of placing a small camera in my pocket when I take the dogs out. Must be my age? Horse now floundering around ankle deep in mud, owing to the thaw, and walking the dogs has turned into mud hopping (a peculiarly Lincolnshire sport perhaps?)
Big boy has started working at Butlins in the swimming complex. Done his first full working day today, looking after two thousand five hundred brownies on a weekend away! Apparently they scream heartily whilst in water. He is going to work there Thursday, Friday, Saturday & Sunday every week until Easter, and in the factory .on Tuesdays and Wednesdays. That's the plan anyway. Probably changed by next week. He will be cream crackered. Youngest slogging away for his June A levels. Doing some papers this week and next. Also enjoying his first romance....
Hard being back at work, I have been lazy, hanging around in the warm office rather than pottering around outside. I guess this week I will be rumbled, and turned outside whether I like it or not. Reservations for the summer trickling in, though one or two cancellations too, owing to redundancies and short time. Still think things are not as rosy economically as the Govt would like us to believe.
Decorator galloping through the units with his bright, clean emulsion, ad dazzling white gloss. Even working Sundays. Just waiting for the plumber and the two new showers. Finger crossed (as the polish girl says).
1 comment:
so, how'd the plumbing and painting go?
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