Bad time to be a squeaky
Well, it seems that the 2009 Carnage has commenced. Strolled in from the pub dinner in the eve - I do not cook on Sundays - to be confronted with the fact that even though the Hairy of the House had been fed meat on demand, he'd still felt the urge for fast (scurrying) food, and left me the head end of the first confirmed mouse of the season. Either that or he was being topical, it was female and he was removing any possibility of cervical rot into the house (Jade Goody - enough already).
In other areas, the upgrade of the house continueth - been working on the spare room all day, and I want to know how it is that you can graft and graft, and the thing ends up looking worse than it did at the start? I'm getting to the stage where I'm concluding that I have just got TOO much gear in this place, something's going to have to go, Ebay and the charity shops will do just fine. I figure it's time I actually had a spare room again, rather than a store, so something's got to be done, so it's being done. And who says you can't shift a fully assembled Billy bookcase down the stairs on your own. Pah!
Waiting out my next trip to the factory of fun; been away on this madbusy training malarky in Manchester for the last two weeks and frankly the break is welcome. Of course, I wish I could do with this information what I do with so much other needless rumble; tick the box, file the handouts and get back to doing what I do, but the fact is I've got two more weeks of post course nonsense, and then I'm going straight operational with it. Pah!
Hey, that's two PAH's in one entry. That's two entries in one week. That's not bad going by the standards of my writing tardiness of late!
In other areas, the upgrade of the house continueth - been working on the spare room all day, and I want to know how it is that you can graft and graft, and the thing ends up looking worse than it did at the start? I'm getting to the stage where I'm concluding that I have just got TOO much gear in this place, something's going to have to go, Ebay and the charity shops will do just fine. I figure it's time I actually had a spare room again, rather than a store, so something's got to be done, so it's being done. And who says you can't shift a fully assembled Billy bookcase down the stairs on your own. Pah!
Waiting out my next trip to the factory of fun; been away on this madbusy training malarky in Manchester for the last two weeks and frankly the break is welcome. Of course, I wish I could do with this information what I do with so much other needless rumble; tick the box, file the handouts and get back to doing what I do, but the fact is I've got two more weeks of post course nonsense, and then I'm going straight operational with it. Pah!
Hey, that's two PAH's in one entry. That's two entries in one week. That's not bad going by the standards of my writing tardiness of late!
posted by Fred the Singing Bandit at 10:39 pm
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