I’m in bad mood today. What else is new?
I wrote my little anniversary post this morning, and ended it politely like Me Mammy always taught me to.
I then had to go out to the village.
First thing was that I found my gate blocked by a f*cking SUV! As I am surrounded by damned building sites at the moment, I picked a builder at random and nailed him to a gatepost. He eventually told me who owned the SUV, just before he passed out.
The SUV was moved [and that is going to be a pile of ashes by tonight] so I went to the village. I found a nice parking spot but another f*cking SUV swung into it just ahead of me. Is it any wonder I hate the things?
In the shop, I saw a notice pinned to the wall. To cheer myself up, I read it, as it was from the local Senior Citizens’ Club.
It’s that time of year again when we have our last get-together.
With supper, music and dancing.
What the hell is this about? Senior Citizen Culling? A Lemming Syndrome? I didn’t realise they held an annual mass-suicide.
I won’t be going. I have no intention of popping my clogs just yet.
On my way home I got stuck behind a tourist bus. In October! Do they not know any better? Do they not read by blog?? Luckily, I had my RPG with me [Sandy was sitting on it, so it was nice and warm]. That made me feel a lot happier.
Then I get home and find my blog is filling up with comments.
What’s wrong with you all? Did no-one ever to say good bye when you are finishing a conversation? Should I have said ‘see ya’, or ‘talk to you tomorrow’ or whatever the modern idiom is?
I liked the comment from Rhodester –
You best not quit blogging now.. if you do, I shall bring the missus and visit Ireland. We’ll hang out in your local pub and beat everyone at darts while regaling you with tales of life in California. We’ll be loud, brash and rude, and we’ll wear Hawaiian shirts and take pictures of EVERYTHING, so we can post them to our blogs upon returning home. Our friends will read about it and see the pictures, then they’ll want to come, and come they shall.. in droves..
Reminds me of the 60’s!!
And it just goes to show [to quote the Irish Rail ad] “A lot done, a lot more to do”.
The madness and the mayhem will continue. If only to keep Rhodester out.
I have to go now.
I have a few more builders to cull.