Another Sunday with bluegrass on the box
La di da.
Good things in my life:
1)Pete the Meat (the butcher of Borth) says he doesn't mind lugging sacks of dogfood to me very door if I should get a dog. What a nice man. Though he also told E, on hearing that she was my superior at work, that he hoped she shouted at me plenty, because I was the sort who needed shouting at. Thanks very much, Pete. And he blew potato dust all over me once. (Cos I thunked a bunch a potatoes straight from the sack onto his counter which he had just cleaned cos it was closing time.) Heh. Then he said he wouldn't do such a thing to just anybody who walked into his shop. Village life is fun. I asked him once how long the shop had been in his family and he said since the 1880s. And before that they were in a shop next door from about 1860. So when Napolean was razing Europe, Williamses were selling meat in Borth. YIKES!!THANK YOU MR PUFFYPAN!!! NO NAPOLEAN WASN'T! PETE SAID THAT AND I JUST REPEATED IT WITHOUT THINKING!! MAN OH MAN!! DUMB CARRIES!
Now I just have to ask Peter-the-landlord whether he minds if I get a dog, if I promise not to get a puppy. Then I have to decide if I'm gonna try to get to the US (East Coast, not West, sorry) this spring. Money of course is always the biggest issue. But if I do decide I am, I either need to get a dog right away or wait till after I get back, cos it would be too weird to get it and then leave it straight away. Debs could probably watch it for me though. Or I suppose I could get it chipped and bring it along, but that's even more expensive. I prob won't be able to afford to come to visit, anyway, so it's a bit of a moot issue.
2)Shawsieboss said this week that they just might make a bookseller outa me yet, which is about his highest praise.
3)I randomly won an Xbox game which is of no earthly use to me, but if I get my act together I should be able to flog it for 25-30 quid cos it is brand new, popular and unopened. Free money, just cos I was wandering around the web one day and entering contests on on-line UK computer mags. It came as a total surprise yesterday - I musta deleted the email informing me as spam, and it came in an envelope with nothing saying what it was. I was a bit freaked at first cos I didn't remember at all about entering the contest, and I thought someone had used my name and address to do something dodgy (and I'm afraid my first thought was our beloved Natty bab's dodgy dad), so I was quite relieved when I remembered. I don't think I have ever won anything before that relied on pure chance. Unlike jammy people like E, who once won a 3 week all expenses including spending money trip to Canada and three Canadian folk festivals for two...they even got passes for backstage and all the parties so they got to hang out with all sortsa cool folkies. And they (E and our mate Dreena) didn't even come down to New York to visit me, where I was at the time. :-( Not that they coulda afforded it, of course.
4)Went swimming 4 times this week and though two of them were fairly crap, one time I did 32 lengths (half a mile exactly) and yesterday morning I did 38 lengths, yay me! (She brags unashamedly.) And yay nice boss-boys, letting me move my lunchtimes around so that I can go a coupla times from work each week. Though Shawsie did say he was going to splash me if I didn't start doing better at getting out before he gets there himself. On the other hand, he gave me a lift in yesterday so's I could save a quid on the busfare. On the other other hand, he went about 4 houses past where I was waiting so that I had to run uphill at half eight in the morning. Hmmm, is he mean or nice? Who can say?
5)The big G, who I haven't seen much of for about the last 6 months, what with one thing and another, showed up in the shop Friday afternoon inviting me to come by for supper that night. We went to the Arts Centre and not only had supper, but also went to see a film Coffee and Cigarettes, which I thought was going to be poncy carp, but was in fact amusing, well-structured and well-filmed. We both really enjoyed it. The big G is very relieved that I have settled down so well at the shop - he thought I was sure to self-combust. (I was worried about that too, actually. I realised the other day that this is the first winter since I was probably about ten that I have had to go somewhere every day and actually stay inside once I get there. But getting out swimming helps.)
5)E bought a grinder, so now we are putting fresh-ground coffee into our stovetop espresso pot. Yay, yum. And I heated the milk properly this time too, which I don't often bother with. Double yum.
Good things in my life:
1)Pete the Meat (the butcher of Borth) says he doesn't mind lugging sacks of dogfood to me very door if I should get a dog. What a nice man. Though he also told E, on hearing that she was my superior at work, that he hoped she shouted at me plenty, because I was the sort who needed shouting at. Thanks very much, Pete. And he blew potato dust all over me once. (Cos I thunked a bunch a potatoes straight from the sack onto his counter which he had just cleaned cos it was closing time.) Heh. Then he said he wouldn't do such a thing to just anybody who walked into his shop. Village life is fun. I asked him once how long the shop had been in his family and he said since the 1880s. And before that they were in a shop next door from about 1860. So when Napolean was razing Europe, Williamses were selling meat in Borth. YIKES!!THANK YOU MR PUFFYPAN!!! NO NAPOLEAN WASN'T! PETE SAID THAT AND I JUST REPEATED IT WITHOUT THINKING!! MAN OH MAN!! DUMB CARRIES!
Now I just have to ask Peter-the-landlord whether he minds if I get a dog, if I promise not to get a puppy. Then I have to decide if I'm gonna try to get to the US (East Coast, not West, sorry) this spring. Money of course is always the biggest issue. But if I do decide I am, I either need to get a dog right away or wait till after I get back, cos it would be too weird to get it and then leave it straight away. Debs could probably watch it for me though. Or I suppose I could get it chipped and bring it along, but that's even more expensive. I prob won't be able to afford to come to visit, anyway, so it's a bit of a moot issue.
2)Shawsieboss said this week that they just might make a bookseller outa me yet, which is about his highest praise.
3)I randomly won an Xbox game which is of no earthly use to me, but if I get my act together I should be able to flog it for 25-30 quid cos it is brand new, popular and unopened. Free money, just cos I was wandering around the web one day and entering contests on on-line UK computer mags. It came as a total surprise yesterday - I musta deleted the email informing me as spam, and it came in an envelope with nothing saying what it was. I was a bit freaked at first cos I didn't remember at all about entering the contest, and I thought someone had used my name and address to do something dodgy (and I'm afraid my first thought was our beloved Natty bab's dodgy dad), so I was quite relieved when I remembered. I don't think I have ever won anything before that relied on pure chance. Unlike jammy people like E, who once won a 3 week all expenses including spending money trip to Canada and three Canadian folk festivals for two...they even got passes for backstage and all the parties so they got to hang out with all sortsa cool folkies. And they (E and our mate Dreena) didn't even come down to New York to visit me, where I was at the time. :-( Not that they coulda afforded it, of course.
4)Went swimming 4 times this week and though two of them were fairly crap, one time I did 32 lengths (half a mile exactly) and yesterday morning I did 38 lengths, yay me! (She brags unashamedly.) And yay nice boss-boys, letting me move my lunchtimes around so that I can go a coupla times from work each week. Though Shawsie did say he was going to splash me if I didn't start doing better at getting out before he gets there himself. On the other hand, he gave me a lift in yesterday so's I could save a quid on the busfare. On the other other hand, he went about 4 houses past where I was waiting so that I had to run uphill at half eight in the morning. Hmmm, is he mean or nice? Who can say?
5)The big G, who I haven't seen much of for about the last 6 months, what with one thing and another, showed up in the shop Friday afternoon inviting me to come by for supper that night. We went to the Arts Centre and not only had supper, but also went to see a film Coffee and Cigarettes, which I thought was going to be poncy carp, but was in fact amusing, well-structured and well-filmed. We both really enjoyed it. The big G is very relieved that I have settled down so well at the shop - he thought I was sure to self-combust. (I was worried about that too, actually. I realised the other day that this is the first winter since I was probably about ten that I have had to go somewhere every day and actually stay inside once I get there. But getting out swimming helps.)
5)E bought a grinder, so now we are putting fresh-ground coffee into our stovetop espresso pot. Yay, yum. And I heated the milk properly this time too, which I don't often bother with. Double yum.