Monday, 24th May 2021.
Thames Valley Park, Reading.
At least the sky is blue and I’m not cold.
So much for the blue skies. It’s pissing it down now!
We pulled a monkey out of a bag and manged to get home by about 1pm. Which was sweet! I fucked about with a few projects and work phone calls until the Tesco delivery arrived. I have booze and food. Then, Louis bought me delivery MacD(bonus!)
The weather is weighing on my skull some what.
Keepers of the gloom.
Tuesday, 25th May 2021.
I took, my son, Louis with me again today. He likes work…….?, I mean, he likes the money.
The only downside was, it was Stevenage. A good hour plus drive with a road full of cunts.
We did the job. The “Bouch” was with us.
The only downside was, all the other people. Them’s the breaks!
Apart from the decision to have steak and ale pie with potatoes, nothing else has happened.
Apart from me, I’m always happening.
Wednesday, 26th May 2021.
Ashford to Flackwell Heath.
Flackwell Heath to Abingdon.
Abingdon to Stevenage.
Work and meeting.
Stevenage to Ashford.
I’m pretty tired as you can imagine. The next 2 days should be easier……I hope.
Thursday, 27th May 2021.
I dumped the van back at my Guv’s and collected Miriam. Then, we drove over to Slough. All very easy, so far.
The platform arrived so that’s half my days work done. Cheesy Puffs(Chez, the bosses daughter) came for a visit with her baby daughter.
I’m still waiting for my delivery. So much for getting anything done today!
We waited and waited and waited………and waited. 20 odd phone calls and promises of delivery later(around 4pm), we got a final call saying that, not only had, they lost our 8-10 boxes of cable. They had also lost the driver and the van!
With that excuse, we left. With a “promise” it will be with us by 07.30 tomorrow morning.
I won’t be holding my breath.
Friday, 28th May 2021.
Amazingly, at 0738, the delivery arrived.
This meant I could achieve all I wanted to, in order to have a relaxing Bank Holiday weekend.
It was a hard day. I took Louis along. I’m home now.
Plus, my Guv comes back from his golfing holiday tomorrow. This means I can hand back the reigns of the company too.
The last hurdle of the week is my online speed awareness course booked for 08.00 tomorrow morning. It’s a Microsoft Teams thing and lasts two hours and forty five minutes.
Luckily, it’s unfailable.
Saturday, 29th May 2021.
I’d rather have taken the points and the fine than sit though that 2 hours and 45 minutes of tedium.
I’ll remember for next time.
Anyway, it’s done and I’m now drinking a bloody mary and listening to Nick Drake.
We are all alone, born alone, die alone, and — in spite of True Romance magazines — we shall all someday look back on our lives and see that, in spite of our company, we were alone the whole way. I do not say lonely — at least, not all the time — but essentially, and finally, alone. This is what makes your self-respect so important, and I don’t see how you can respect yourself if you must look in the hearts and minds of others for your happiness.
Hunter S. Thompson.
Burgers, then bed. That’s my plan.
Sunday, 30th May 2021.
And that’s what I did.
I’m trying to set myself up for a little music creation. So, I’m watching this.
Playing one of the first tunes I ripped off to write a song…………RUMBLE!
Jimmy, Jack and The Edge jamming “In My Time Of Dying” is always great.
I did washing and made a chilli. Played a little guitar, etc. . . … As I said, fuck all.
I drank until I felt sick, then ate a muffin. Now, I’m watching Kindergarten Cop.
Yes, yes. I know.
Look. If I’m gonna cry for no apparent reason, I wanna cry happy tears.
Normally, happy tears are only used for Tena adult nappy adverts.
They’re just soo fucking happy they no longer stink of piss!
That’s cruel. I know. But, the adverts really do make me cry. I don’t know why?
Another week ferreted away in time. Never to be relived or experienced again. Only a whisper or fragrance will remind one day.