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slowmotion

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I went down to the scrap metal people in Brentford with half a lifetime of DIY copper pipes that I'd ripped out of Chateau slowmotion. They represented hours of frustration, ripped up knuckles, strained backs, pulled chest muscles, and thousands of pounds spent at various plumbers' merchants, together with hours of depression and panic.

I got a cheque for £67. It gave me "a sense of closure".
 
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Left my handbag on a train departing Lille for Brussels. Managed to retrieve it at a cost of a day's lost wages, 50 euros in train fares etc and a lingering headache.
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:hugs:from a distance............................................................................................................................. I don't want your lurgy.

Thanks xxx Feeling much more chipper today. Must've been one of those 48 hour bugs. Could've done with a better night's sleep though. Nothing worse than to be woken up by a cat upchucking a furball *IN* one's bed. xx(
 
Some nice YS picks in the Co-op today. Some turkey breast for the girls, a ribeye steak for me, a posh pizza, milk, french beans, sugar snap peas, leeks, watercress, sultana scones, a wholemeal fruit loaf and a dozen duck eggs.

Was hoping for some fruit as I've only got three apples and half a dozen tangerines left, but other than a rather sad-looking pack of melon and grapes, there was nothing at all. :cry:

Might scoot back tomorrow, as I noticed there was a large stack of expensive dry-cured bacon that's due to go on clearance. It's already been marked down by half but not many takers, it seems. A few packs of that will make it worth my while. Besides, it'll go very nicely with the duck eggs. :hungry:
 

raleighnut

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Thanks xxx Feeling much more chipper today. Must've been one of those 48 hour bugs. Could've done with a better night's sleep though. Nothing worse than to be woken up by a cat upchucking a furball *IN* one's bed. xx(
That was Whitey's trick. xx(

BTW Whitey was a 'wall eyed white' tomcat (almost an albino) that lived in a car that was slowly being stripped for parts on the green near our house, he slowly moved in and we adopted him, had him done etc. The name came from the Persil adverts on TV at the time (you can get tablets for that was the 'hookline') but only after Maz and her kids had suggested several other names (Snowy being predominant) but he persisted in coming back 'mucked up to the eyeholes' so my name 'stuck'

He looked quite freaky at night though, his blue eye shone back red instead of green.
 
Oh, you mean an odd-eyed white. Yes, they can be a bit freaky, though there are several I know of on the show bench.

Lexi sleeps on my pillow, so the accident was inevitable, I suppose. At least it was only a furball, and not half a rancid mouse, which is what one of my previous cats once threw up in my bed... Still, stripping the bed at six in the morning isn't my idea of fun.
 
It's a bit chilly today.
I may be on the tiles later.:eek:
 

ianrauk

Tattooed Beat Messiah
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