I get up nice and early, do some house work and then change the bed in the front room, for tonight I have a guest.
and hell why not change my own bed sheets too.
I go to put this weeks kitchen wastes in the composter.
Good god we have growth in the darkness.
I look down the leaf covered garden.
And decide to get the mower out.
Not to actually mow the lawn,
although that does happen, but to collect the leaves up. Bizarre wonderful looking grass once more.
erm I look at the fire box, and the recycling bin, and the fire box once more.
I admire the pool
and have some breakfast outside as usual for the weekend.
Ah I remember there is something to do before the thing I’m going to do.
And thus leave the garden with a red card in my hand.
I park the car, there is no where free left so pay on the pay as yo display car park and head round the corner where there is a big queue. I get chatting to a lady and her kid. A kid full of energy and a mother who is tiring of such. It passes the time the kid seams happy enough.
Sometime later I get my parcel. I know what it is. I know i don’t need it, but I know I now have it. I give my car park ticket to a new punter, it makes their day, a simple act but worthy of letting her use the last 2 hours on the ticket.
Around my parents I open the box. Yes a new router. Not long now before I say goodbye to Sky.
I set the car up.
I get the tools out.
I get the wheels off.
I get bleeding,
My dad gets pumping.
Wow more air comes out. What looks like an impossible amount from the drivers side front.
And a bit more from the back. I feel the pedal. Ah this is more like it. And with that the brakes are done.
Now just to sort out the rust area. I give it one more coat of rust killer.
I leave it a while and then
spray a thick coating of under coat.
Once dry I add several layers of top coat.
that is followed by a coat of lacquer. Hopefully that will keep the area free of rust for a year more.
I give her a wash and vacuum.
And also my dads as he helped me.
The next thing that needs washing is me.
I head to the bathroom.
I know what your thinking.
And so I sit down and open ebay. That's not good. There is only one set of tickets on ebay. And there’s a problem. The auction ends after the concert. I message them “Your listing ends after the concert!” Ideally I would need to collect them and I live in Cannock. So how much do you want for them to end the auction and for to collect tomorrow morning??” Would I get a reply?
As it happens I did get a reply. The thing is, it wasn’t a reply I wanted? How much would I offer and thanks for point that out, they had not realised. Nooooooo just tell me how much you want and I can decide if I can afford it or not?
I did what any sane person would do and made a sensible offer the the tickets that cos £80 each.
I offered £101.00. She then tells me she is going to keep the auction going until 8pm in case she gets a better offer. Can’t blame her. I would have too.
With that in mind I head out doors with some matches. No I’m not going to the pub. I get to the fire box. fill it with recycling and light it.
I sit in the warmth of the glow. The excitement of not knowing. I watch the flowers in wonderment.
And then the phone rings. “Nack are you going to let us in or not?”
We have a pint or two and then head out.
We talk about where to go, I ask them had I taken them to the cask ale and craft bar. I hadn’t so we go to the dearest place in town.
We settle into the surroundings which I find atmospheric, however the company more than makes up for it.
I get the first round in knowing it is going to cost more than average, when the bargirl advises the cost "Matt makes the notion “hell this place is expensive – for Cannock”.
We enjoy the beer though.
teaching each other how to use our phones
While the wild life watches us. In fact we never more on to another bar, we stay here and enjoy more beers.
In fact we nearly forget to have tea.
With 8pm come and gone I look at my phone. There is no message. oh well I think. It just wasn’t meant to be.
The popadums come.
And then the starter Matt should have had, but didn’t because, well I don’t think he can read.
Yep I had to ask for water. These pieces of chicken had a kick, a real kick, a big kick, a huge, eyeball watering kick that made my face sweat. And my balls too. “What's up Nack” called Matt. “It feels like my mouth is as hot as hell.” “What did you have? What was it I’ve missed out on? why did you not point it out? I’d have had that.” he called out.
Thankgod the main course was not as eyeball watering as the starter.
Lovely it was too though.
Along with the super if small nans.
We leave the curry house at 1:01am, they bith say “good god Cannock is alive at this time of night”. I am amazed too as I look at my watch. Where has the time gone? And with that Norf gets a cab home from the abundance of the in the center of town. Me and Matt walk home talking about the golden days of the Atari ST.
At home Matt goes straight to bed, something about having to get up early. I sit on the sofa for a moment.
I pick up the the Depeche Mode 101 album and sigh………