I had planned for today.
First of all I got the washing on the line, which was easier said
than done. Next door’s obsession with roses means that his plants
are now (in places) over six feet onto our side of the fence. In the
past I’ve cut them back, but unless I’m out there trimming on an
almost daily basis I can’t keep up with it. And I’m left with
having to get rid of all the trimmings.
And having the washing on
the line just upset the dogs on the other side and set them off
yapping (again). A couple of years ago I spent a lot of time and
effort and money on making the back garden half-way decent. Now I’ve
all but given up with it.
I went through my letter
rack: I hadn’t done that for some time. There was some old drivel
in there. I started with a ballot paper to choose members of the
council of governors for the local hospital. I was asked to choose
between various people I’ve never met (and probably never will)
to sit on a committee the job of which is rather self-evident. i.e.
running a hospital.
There was a letter from
Virgin Media. Did I want a Tivo box? Not yet, but when my mobile
phone contract is up I will probably look at consolidating TV,
Internet, phone, mobile phone, shopping, gas, leccie, and everything.
I’ll worry about that later.
I had a new bank card.
That was nice. And a letter from the Aspinall Foundation telling me
what they have been up to lately. Capital One offered to lend me
money. WyeVale’s Gardening Club had written to me. It would seem
that the demise of the entire WyeVale chain has in no way affected
the output of their gardening club,
There was a reminder that
my subs to the kite club are due. I might have to let that lapse this
year.
The astro club’s bank
statement had arrived. And to the correct address as well. It’s
only taken them a year to stop posting it to the wrong place. I hate
to think what’s going on at that place now that the news tells me
that their computers have gone west. I had an interesting ten minutes
trying to reconcile the bank statement with my records until I
realised where I’d gone wrong. It’s nice when the figures agree.
My own bank statement had
also arrived. Those figures agreed too. Not as healthy as they might
have been, but they agreed. I shall content myself with the thought
that it could be a lot worse.
I then spent a little
while updating my calendar for the next few months. I’ve already
got a lot of stuff planned, and I’ve added to the schedule. What
with one thing and another I have something planned for every weekend
up until the end of September.
Following on from last
weekend’s successful stall, I’ve added the astro club’s stall
at Challock Goose Fair. Following on from my whinge about not knowing
about kiting events I’ve added the one day kiting event at Capstone
Country Park.
And in a serious bit of
wondering where the year has gone I found myself pencilling in
bonfire parades: I have the dates of the parades in Hastings and Rye,
and have established that there (probably) won’t be one in
Shadoxhurst this year. It would be good to have one or two more
bonfire events planned, but they are predominantly a Sussex thing;
and as such necessitate quite a bit of driving to and fro.
I realised that I’ve
not regaled the world with any video nasties recently, so in a spare
five minutes (whilst waiting for my laundry to dry) I put a
little
video together. It features various blog piccies from the last
few months (copyright me!) and a track which is a particular
favourite of mine and which was freely available to download from the
internet, so here’s hoping that the nice people at You-Tube won’t
find fault with this one and delete it (like they did the others!)
With the laundry dried I
then cracked on with the ironing. It only took four hours to do. And
whilst I was in a laundry frame of mind I sorted out the smalls;
something which is easier said than done.
Tuesday - the usual
suspects met up at the Chrisery where we played with the trains and
watched another episode of "Being Human". Didn't see
tonight's twist coming - it's getting good again....
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