Another night, another kill
Yowling from downstairs marks the demise of another rodent in the paws and teeth of the cat of the house. He's into a seam of Voles at the moment; maybe being semi aquatic they're doing better than the mice at the moment in the floods. Not around here they're not !!!
Well, it's Friday night and I'm in for it. Not that I'm especially happy about that, but funds are short, I'm tall but I still can't afford to go and rip it up. Just balancing on the edge of horridness, but as long as the demons don't push me beyond the overdraft, I should be ok. Nobody local's coming out to play, NB's in for the weekend doing family things so it's looking like a quiet one. But the bike's still got petrol in it, so a trip may be in order tomorrow.
Working week finished acceptably; two days of fairly manic activity but the senior blokes kept the boss in check and everything sensible; was doing nice and smooth today and keeping it all in check myself for a change, when the bloke insisited on coming out himself and everything went manic and incohesive. Quelle suprise. Oh, and a little car chase at the start of the week, but the less said about that the better. Fun though. Glad it's over though. The threat of cancellation of our weekend to address an issue has been lifted so this means our uberboss doesn't get lynched over the nearest lightpost by a very grouchy team - I'm considering reinstituting my old team's nickname of "team needlework".... we were forever getting stitched up.
Interesting rumour time.... there's a lot of buzz on the net, and there's apparently been press conferences that the American Air Force are considering reinstituting the Mildenhall Air Fete. Oh most glorious of airshows! Smaller than fairford, but much more of a fun American experience.... all the food flown in from the US two days before in ginormous transport planes and BBQ'd, rather than hiked price concession stands being invited in for profit.... this idea is very much in the "I'll believe it when I see it" sector at the moment, but American Military, if you're reading this... prove me wrong.
Well, it's Friday night and I'm in for it. Not that I'm especially happy about that, but funds are short, I'm tall but I still can't afford to go and rip it up. Just balancing on the edge of horridness, but as long as the demons don't push me beyond the overdraft, I should be ok. Nobody local's coming out to play, NB's in for the weekend doing family things so it's looking like a quiet one. But the bike's still got petrol in it, so a trip may be in order tomorrow.
Working week finished acceptably; two days of fairly manic activity but the senior blokes kept the boss in check and everything sensible; was doing nice and smooth today and keeping it all in check myself for a change, when the bloke insisited on coming out himself and everything went manic and incohesive. Quelle suprise. Oh, and a little car chase at the start of the week, but the less said about that the better. Fun though. Glad it's over though. The threat of cancellation of our weekend to address an issue has been lifted so this means our uberboss doesn't get lynched over the nearest lightpost by a very grouchy team - I'm considering reinstituting my old team's nickname of "team needlework".... we were forever getting stitched up.
Interesting rumour time.... there's a lot of buzz on the net, and there's apparently been press conferences that the American Air Force are considering reinstituting the Mildenhall Air Fete. Oh most glorious of airshows! Smaller than fairford, but much more of a fun American experience.... all the food flown in from the US two days before in ginormous transport planes and BBQ'd, rather than hiked price concession stands being invited in for profit.... this idea is very much in the "I'll believe it when I see it" sector at the moment, but American Military, if you're reading this... prove me wrong.
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