Chaos theory
Chaos reigns at the Manor.
Apparently tomorrow is First Communion Day and Puppychild has been roped into it.
In a moment of extreme rashness I offered the place here for an outdoor party, and am now wondering what the hell came over me. There are times when I am too fucking nice for my own good.
At the moment I am waiting for a Bouncy Castle to arrive and to be erected on the lawn. This is very worrying because if Herself takes to the gin tonight there will be trouble. Herself, gin and bouncy castles are a lethal mix as I discovered once before. It took a bottle of whiskey to convince the owner of the castle that the size ten boot prints on the roof in fact belonged to an oversized child.
Personally I intend to arrive at the church, sneak around the back for a couple of quiet pipefulls during the ceremony and then retire home to the back bedroom, whereupon I shall lock the door while madness ensues all around. Woe betide anyone who disturbs me as I shall not be in the mood for anything other than peace and tranquillity. At this stage, they can rip the place asunder as far as I am concerned, and they more than likely will.
What I badly need is a holiday.
Well good luck because the forecast for tomorrow's forecast is for rain, followed by more rain. I thought you promised to fix it form me!! Nice evening at the moment but still cold compared to Tunisia.
You're getting ahead of yourself forecasting tomorrow's forecast?
I said I would fix the weather in exchange for a feed of pints. Where's my pints?
Tonight – Grove Bar, Willow Grove. 9.00 p.m.
Weather forecast on RTE!!
Heh! Tempting. If I got suitably hammered they might insist I stay away tomorrow……
Got our grandchildren ALL weekend while the daughter and her good for nothing have pissed off to the lakes til Monday. Just eyeing up the beer in the fridge, 48 cans, not enough, probable drink most of them tonight.
You have my sincerest condolences. Take my word for it – you need something a LOT stronger than beer.
That's funny GD.
Holiday? You skipped it last year. Going this year? La Belle France?
Not so funny from this distance.
I think after all this crap a holiday may well be in the cards.
Am just imagining you in the bouncy castle. Heh. GD;- "LOOK AT ME ! " "LOOK AT ME ! "
Take the dog and start your holiday somewhere like Killarney – tonight. Everybody else will manage very well and you will acquire a reputation for being a reclusive eccentric. And sod the rain, it does not apply when you are downing a couple of good whiskeys in a warm bar.
Oh God! That is sooo fucking tempting! It's a little late for hitting the road West, and I suppose I had better be here when they burn the house down.
Why?
smores
Various valuable items that would have to saved. Heh!
Too late now, but the rain would have killed any fire. And what valuables do you have to be saved? Have a good day and enjoy the bouncy castle.
Valuables that can't be mentioned in public. The Drug Squad and Inland Revenue might read this occasionally.
A Bouncy-Castle at a First Communion celebration??
Things have certainly changed since my day. All I remember getting was tepid tea and flabby toast distributed by the nuns.
As far as I remember, I was brought to the Spring Show. I think there is a photograph of me [somewhere] looking glum beside a tractor.