Saturday, October 07, 2017

They Are Blue

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I eventually get up, so much for getting up early. I make breakfast and head to the garden.

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It’s been wet, but isn’t, not right now anyway. In fact it is quite pleasant.

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The pool is empty of life still. It needs some plants in there.

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I check to see if the latest Scottish stones are still standing. They still are.

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The grass is slowly repairing around the pool too.

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We have a couple of sunflowers still.

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And there on one of them is a ladybird type creature. An orange one.

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He runs inside the petals.

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There he is.

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Safe and sound.

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The tomato plant seems to have died from the cold. I rejig the canes for the rose instead.

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And cut down the tomato plant.

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Some things are still trying show some colour.

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But for the sunflower heads that are now done I chop them off and

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move them into the garage ready to deseed.

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And while I should have gone by now, I move the old washing machine from the kitchen to the outside world. Where I leave it.

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I leave, yes I actually start walking, where I should have been walking an hour ago. I get so carried away in that garden. There is always too much to do.

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I enjoy the walk into town. It’s something I enjoy on a Saturday.

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As I head into the shopping center I see something that could only be Cannock. An Electrical Shop with a difference. It only sells beds!

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I’m actually going across the street to Specsavers though. The girl I see says its the first time that morning she has been able to sit down. I tell her I’m in no rush. And so I get my new glasses and give them another £95 to have my old ones reglassed.

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I do my grocery shopping and come from the green grocers to be approached by one of the girls from the train whom again I’ve not seen since June. We have a good natter.

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I head to the bus station where there is a bus waiting for us.

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Across the square is the The Station.

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And there is a poster for a retro games day, even looks like the Gebs 24 might be coming to town.

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So this is them, then.

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And this is my shopping. I’m so glad the stop is so close to my house.

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I unpack the bags and then get my bag packed. I’m meant to be mending my Skoda for a few hours. But realise it is all going to be a rush, and I’m not meant to be rushing these days. I’m trying to take it easy. So I cancel the car repairs for today and move on.

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So these are my new glasses.

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They are blue.

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But thankgod, not as blue as I remember them.

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Yeah nice.

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Well I had better put them back on then.

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Before I leave I put the washing machine in the trailer. That's that then lets go, lets go the slow way, over the hills and far away.

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2 hours later I arrive.

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I find the red door. And give it a knock.

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Matt is busy in the kitchen with round cheeses and cheese sauce.

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I relax, admire his bike and

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eat some crisps before moving the sofa to the front room.

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Others come, the house is filled and Matt serves up tea before we play a game. A game where the fattest starts first. The game of Spitting Image.

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Politics, scandal, money, and alcohol. What could be better.

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An interesting and fun game. But more fun was to come.

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The funny face game.

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A game of words, that are not words, that are meant to be words, which never come out as words.

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What's that your saying George?

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Alan is trying to say something,

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Is it mumbling bubble bee?

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Is he choking?

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Is it? It could be anything.

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Alan what are you saying?

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I know

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Its so impossible.

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It’s hilarious. And with that me and Alan fall asleep.

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