The day went it's usual way. My desperate Spring cleaning that caused each and every muscle to ache so much that I could hardly sleep on Saturday was in the end a waste of time. The Boiler man arrived right enough, just as I was thinking of leaving, but the Landlords manager never entered the flat!!! Now I have a clean flat for no purpose!
Ridiculous, now not only can I not find anything but the place smells so clean and pine finished. Tsk! I canny get used to this. Having said that I must say it is better when I can walk across the floor without dust rising and actually find a space on the settee where I can sit with out having to move things.
But what a waste of time! Bah!
While waiting for the men this morning I did little else, just in case it caused mess, however I did read the facebook pages and some things stood out. One was facebooks insistence of shoving adverts in my face again. This happens every so often, especially after the share value has dipped, and as they keep demanding I note other people 'Who I may know' it gets a bit wearing. I am capable of finding people I know and people I wish to know without help thanks, and the adverts all get called 'Spam' and dumped.
The other thing was my niece, her daughter is 18 today and she is the youngest in the family (though from what pictures I have seen she dresses far from young if you ask me!) and here was my niece and her friends grumbling about being 'OLD' because this one is 18 and that one is 20 and 'innit terrible.'
How do they think I feel when I can barely remember being 18!
I canny mind that day when I could legally drink. This at the time was very important to me and as I worked in a brewery at that age I then got an allowance of beer free each month. This was more than enough for me as we (my mother and I) were not drinking that much, or should I say she didn't drink except at new year. However I suspect this allowance of four dozen cans of beer would not be sufficient for my family today. One of them would have it away in a day or two if he was not working!
This shows how much I have changed from those far off days and the life I then lived. Meeting together at the church this morning for our debate I realise how distant those days and now my family and I are in our lifestyles and how we see the world. I would add 'I prefer mine' to a life centred on sitting in pubs but tonight the church men meet for a social evening in a ...anyway I must be off, the sooner I'm in the sooner I get home again...
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Now if Facebook had only thought to put up a photograph of Leo's half brother and asked if we wanted to befriend him....
I would have had to look up how to photograph a crucifix and head of garlic together with a stake...but I would have managed it.
When I was 18 the legal age for drinking alcohol was 21. We used to have a few drinks...we drink a lot...and we respected the fact that, in fact, we were drinking illegally so we never abused it. Not the group of friends I mixed with, anyway.
It's years since I've had a drink in a pub. Only yesterday I was reading an article in the newspaper about the cost of a pot of beer these days. I don't know how much spirits or cocktails cost in pubs, but just from the price that was quoted for a pot of beer, I don't know how people can afford drinking in pubs these days...the cost seems astronomical. They're out of my league, anyway.
Fly, Ask the family, I'm sure they already have such a foto.
Lee, In the time I have been here I notice less noise after closing time, partly because of extended hours but also because people are more careful of the drinking time.
Lovely daffs. It is probably worth tidying up but the effect will only last a couple of days, I think. Enjoy the social evening!
I meant to type "we didn't drink a lot"....not "we drink a lot"....
Jenny, The place is still tidy - but it is falling apart again.
Lee, We know, we know...hmmm...
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