Tuesday, June 30, 2015

I’m A Winner

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I swapped trains with nothing to do for the second part of the journey, other than to enjoy the travel itself.

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The simple pleasure of travel, through some of the midlands most wonderful areas. I ponder how quick the train is moving, as it often feels like no more than 20mph, it seems really slow. I load up my car app which confirms it is a maximum of 50 mph and no more, it never goes any faster.

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It is a hot and uncomfortable day at work and at dinner I go outside and enjoy more heat and sun than I was not enjoying at my desk.

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I sit on the grass next to a pink plant. And then ponder.

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How am I going to collect this. I call my dad and request he collects me from the station. That was of course a great plan until the train does not come. As only college said, I tried to get you attention at the station but you looked really despondent. Well it was baking on that station platform, and the app just kept putting the train back by a minute. 30 minutes latter i was ready to throw myself onto the tracks, knowing I had missed my second train! London Midland and their bullshit information.

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I did of course get to Cannock station eventually, and they were there ready to pick me up, and so me and my dad went to Brownhills to collect the shelves that I wanted for my garage.

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I cooked dinner for my parents, which we ate outside in the garden. And then I set about the task of tidying up and clearing out the garage to make room for these shelves. The whole idea was to get stuff off the garage floor. It may not look like it here, but things are an improvement.

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And the shelves have helped organise the place.

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By the time I came out of the garage it was dark. And so I enjoyed my own garden lights.

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Yep I like them. This is good.

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What a display

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And with that I consider the fact that even with a fan now, I probably wasn’t going to sleep well.

Not Made In Canada

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I get up and today is an exciting day. It is for me anyway. For at last I should complete something.

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As a bonus it is scorching out there, even this early and the walk to work is real nice, as in the nicest nice. The sky is blue, the air is warm, and I feel happiness in the air.

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I sit on the train, not in my normal seat, but on the opposite side. This seems to be the game of play today.

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I open the book to finish it, its been hard going, and sometimes I thought I would not make it. Its not been riveting, it been reading. The first part is good real, good, real obsessiveness, of what is reality, it is not, but is in someone's head. How they need something so badly that they don’t need it that they will deny themselves the truth that they do even though in reality they don’t. It quick, catchy, compulsive. You’re there, not with them but actually in there head, their thoughts, and there mind pattern.

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So somewhere, I miss the point, the plot? The story. I’m not sure there is a story, I mean there could be, I just didn’t see it, or read it. By the end there was no story, not to me. But that maybe just the way the story changed hands. If I could read it a gain, I wouldn’t, well maybe I would, but just the first bit, the bit that reminds me, of the mind, what is, isn’t, you feel is, but isn’t, what you want, but isn’t.

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And as the book isn’t mine I resist writing my note in it, what it is I think of the book, and I stop, not the writing, how could I, that would be against the whole point of the book.

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I ponder where were the post cards from the edge, and what has happened to them all. Surely some of them are still out there somewhere, somewhere for someone to find. Wasn’t that the point of them afterall? So like it says on the surface of the back cover, if you liked and understood “One Flew Over the Cuckoos nest” this may take you one step toward that nest and may even take you a few steps beyond. Wherever it takes you, you will be glad to return.

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After all its Not For Sale in Canada.

Monday, June 29, 2015

Matured To Perfection

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It's not riveting, it's reading. Nearly there now, thank God. I will be glad when I’ve finished it. I hope it ends good but you never know, but I have a feeling it will not.

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Back at home i am bored, and the devil gives idle hands things to do. So I take my utensils out of the Stella Artois glass and nail them to the wall, along with the Diablo.

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I also hang this clock up at last.

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That's much better.

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For tea I have this pork pie, now not only cheap but extra matured, a bit like the 28 day gone off steaks that seem still to be in fashion.

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I sit back at my main PC and burn the cd’s to the server.

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I wonder what this is like? I wonder how long it will take for Google to cloud it? I wonder where I will listen to it.

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I wonder if there music has matured? I hope not.

Sunday, June 28, 2015

I think It’s A Turtle.

IMG_20150628_091507 I wake up, I’m not sure why, I’m tired still, but I stir and get up.

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Whilst Matt continues to try learning how to use his phone, I read the kids books.

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Some of them are very educational, like this one.

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We head out for dinner at the Junction and

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whilst Zoe keeps the children entertained

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Alan keeps an eye on me. I’m not sure what the parents are doing, Sunday paper reading I think.

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I had half a roast chicken for Sunday dinner. Some would say I've cleaned my plate.

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Some wouldn’t!

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I nip out sharpish to call into Waitrose, I need some more loose tea and Waitrose is opposite the Junction. Only at this branch they don’t have the tea I want! I get some other tea anyway. and whilst I wait in the queue to pay, Poade turns up, and the Alan too. So much for the popping in. Back at the Poade’s we get Survive out!

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Now can Alan beat a 3 year old?

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The game gets tense.

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I put all my strategy playing into effect but its not looking good.

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Who will win??

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Yeah I do with 18 points! Can you believe it.

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And with that Zoe announcing something more calming. What shall we create?

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What do you think it is uncle Nack?

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I think its a turtle?

Saturday, June 27, 2015

Chill and enjoy

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It feels odd waking up in my own home at the weekend. It feels like I haven't been here in a long time. It is nice outside and I decide to take a walk into the town. The sun is beating down on my skin, giving a good vibe feel to the day, almost as if I was waking down the streets of Tenby. I enjoy a leisurely pace of shopping, going to my favourite Wilkos fro some essentials, Iceland, the charity shops and also at last to get some more keys cut. I get 8 keys done for forty pounds. The ones at the bottom I ask if they can do, the tumbler type. Yes they say not a problem, and whilst they take a while for them to do them they are done. Lastly I get something i was not expecting. I put it in one of my carrier bags to ensure I can walk it home, and then I find the lady to pay.

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All I need to do is decide where to put it.

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I get the spade out and dig a section of lawn up to put it in, and water it well.

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And you know I try those tumbler keys, and you know what. They don’t work!

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I enjoy the garden for a while before doing a task I’d meant to do every night this week.

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And that was to get the sewing kit out and repair the tent bag.

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And so it is repaired. Time to pack my bag then and get changed.

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I put my backpack on and head back into town, where I stop by the key cutting place and have them redo the keys. As I check the train time tables on my phone, if I rush I can just make it to the station. When I get there, there is a queue for the ticket machine and the platform is full. I’m still in the queue when the train pulls up. So I leave the queue and get on the train. It’s not that I want a ticket from here, but need one from Tame Bridge Parkway to Brum central.

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I get off a Walsall and do the right thing and try to get one rather than risking getting caught at Brum Central. Here though the ticket machine will only give you a ticket from Walsall. No other options. I guess then this would have been the same at Cannock.

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Well the next train is via Aston, so I get off at Aston, get a ticket and then two minutes later get on the next train.

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As I get off the train and wander through the station, nobody asks to see my ticket. I take a walk around the crowded and busy streets into Thorntons, where I get a nice box of chocolates gift wrapped by the three people serving me. I stroll through the city streets, the sun still stroking my skin until I get to my bus stop outside the library. One turns up and I head off to Harbourne.

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Once there I spy where Alan and Zoe are and decide that I might as well go into The Plough and relax for a while.

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It would appear though, that with the sun the whole of Harbourne has had the same idea. I ask if i can sit next to a group of people and they nudge me up a space.

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they ask where I have walked from, remember the very large red backpack I’m wearing, so you can imagine my answer “from the bus stop opposite the pub” went down well. We had a natter and it was one of there birthdays. They really wanted the gift wrapped chocolates from me.

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I was suddenly being texted to get out the pub and get to the Poade’s house. “But none of you are there though and…

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I haven't finished my pint yet!”

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And with that i finished my pint.

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Ask I strolled down the roads of suburbia, the trees rustling above, I arrived at the Poade’s just they pulled up in theirs cars. I was shown my room to be and

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lead to the garden for some fun and games with the children.

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You may think I was going to be able to relax.

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And no its not what you think, its a Gin and Tonic.

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We all get ready one by one and then head to Waters on The Square to celebrate Maddies Birthday.

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We have a chink with a drink and then some wonderful food.

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As I've often said, you can rate a place on the state of the gents. It usually tallies with the hygiene of the kitchen.

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Of course there seems to have been some short cuts taken to make the appearance what it is.

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Back at the Poade’s Alan, Zoe and Nack stay up, have a beer and watch Glastonbury. At some point Alan goes to bed. Nack goes to sleep, and so Does Zoe. At some point Nack wakes up, tries hard to wake Zoe up, but she’s not having it. She is happy to carry on watching Glastonbury with her eyes closed. I tell she’d be more comfortable in bed, but no she’s happy where she is. I wish her good night and go to bed myself.





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