Fallout from old explosions

A tad annoyed at the moment; off camping late today for the weekend; secured most of my gear. EXCEPT, importantly that nice blue inflatable mattress of mine and associated electric air pump. Been all over the house, no sign of it, and I haven't used it for about a year. Pretty sure in fact I've not seen it since I loaned it to FLoH for her damned cursed house party thirteen months ago.

I was an utter grouchbag that night, crammed in a house with a bunch of folks some of whom I didn't much care for; a few that I actively disliked and at least one of which I'd promised a bang in the chops a month or so previously but had to withhold as .... well, you just don't do that sort of thing at your other half's bash, no matter how creepy the little bastard is that's earned your ire, how much he really, really deserved it and how much even now you bear a grudge. In fairness it wasn't her fault; on the face of it, it was a good party, she'd worked her arse off to make it excellent; it was just that I was expected to be pleasant to people I could't abide, and I've never been able to master that kind of duplicity. I hated it, as off colour as it's possible for me to get. A no win situation; the right thing to do would have been to bug out and go into town on my own, but I felt under pressure to support so I just sweated it out and apparently inadvertantly insulted almost everybody there. Heheheh, with hindsight that's not a bad track record.

ANYHOO.... the upshot of this is that I'm almost certain that that my nice comfy dark blue mattress and yellow air pump is still over in North Yorkshire. If anyone reads this that passes on messages, I'd quite like it back.... gonna have to lay out fifty quid or so for new gear, but that's not the point.

And now the damned Police helicopter is hovvering over this part of town; have they no shame? People want to sleep ! I want to sleep ! I'm off to work on the ten foot long banner with "F*CK OFF PLOD" written large on it.....