… night’s sleep that was. I was off early – awoke to switch off the radio and there I was, gone until about 06:45. And gone on my travels too. I was in a relationship with one girl, a relationship with which I wasn’t happy and so I was trying to involve myself in a relationship with a second but somehow, beyond all my control, I was drifting towards a relationship with yet a third girl and it was all becoming very, very complicated.
I was alone at breakfast and then came back here and tidied up in my room, trying to put the stuff away seeing as I’m going to be here for quite a bit. But round about 10:30 I went down to Caliburn and sorted out a pile of stuff to bring back.
Including my halogen heater. The radiator in my room isn’t working properly and I sent a mail to the landlord about it, but I want to be on the safe side.
Narrowly avoiding being knocked down on a pedestrian crossing by a wayward cyclist, I came back here to drop off the stuff and then went to the supermarket on the corner for a baguette, a lettuce and some pears. Back here, I had a coffee to warm me up because it was freezing outside.
After lunch I was disturbed by the central heating man who bled my radiator and that’s much better. I didn’t need my halogen heater after all.
Once he’d gone, I cracked on with work. I’ve found a magazine from the International Grenfell Associaton, the charity that supplied health services to the Labrador coast in the days from the turn of the 20th Century until 1949 when Labrador was a forgotten British colony. All of the issues from 1903 until the 1970s are on line now and there are tons of stuff of interest in them.
Tea was a lentil curry, and I was joined by a British guy who is staying here. He proudly told me that he voted for the Brexit, but was here to work. The irony, if not absurdity of his position has clearly gone right over his head.
It was delicious, my lentil curry too, with more left for tomorrow too.
Now it’s an early night again. I hope that I have as good a sleep as I had last night.
It would be so nice if Britain fully embraced the EU. This half in, half out crap is why The Brexit madmen won the vote. Personally, I’d put all the little Englanders in the middle of little England, carefully dig around all the edges, gather it up and drop it in the North Sea.
Totally agree. The silly Brits are living 150 years behind the times when their version of diplomacy was to send a gunboat. The world has moved on over the last 50 years and instead of being a major world power with an enormous Empire to back it up, it’s now an insignificant offshore island with no raw materials and no manufacturing industry, at the mercy of the winds of trade that blow around the world.
Quote “Eric” “He proudly told me that he voted for the Brexit, but was here to work. The irony, if not absurdity of his position has clearly gone right over his head.”
Made me chuckle..
“These blasted Brits, coming over here and stealing our jobs!”