Something about the weekend

What a funny weekend…….actually it was a strange one.
A party on Friday night and three of us went (daughter home for weekend). I was designated driver so spent most of evening chatting to daughter, more of a catch up on her life.
Arrived back home at nearly 1 a.m. feeling like I want to go to bed but o/h wanted more drinks and lit the fire pit on the patio. She lasted two drinks before going inside and falling asleep, so I went to bed, just as it was getting light.

Saturday was a bit of non-entity, rising at 11 a.m. and delivered nearly 200 directories in the rain. Cannot help thinking, that in the age of technology, directories are a waste of paper. I bet a good proportion will never be used.
Mid way through deliveries got a call from o/h informing me tumble dryer packed up..brill…just when we are trying earn some money.

I never did get to do the pasta bake cos o/h cooked fave meal for daughter & remainder of day was that exciting I cannot even recall it now.
Sunday I got to my sanctuary early, at one one point I was only person in the ‘advanced room’(I use the term tongue in cheek).
Soon joined by two rather fit ladies, who looked like athletes..you know the type… lycra hugs curves and muscle definition good but not manly.
For a while we were the only three people in the room and it was hard to avoid looking or worse being caught. I am sure they were aware that they looked good and probably laughing at my expense (in that giggly school girl way). At the risk of sounding OAP (Old age Perv) let’s just say my concentration wondered.
Anyhow, getting to the point.
The place got a little more busy and I was sitting on a bench, infront of mirriors and the ladies working behind me a little way towards back of room.
They were in process of changing plates on a bar when a bar slipped (had not been put away properly) and hit one them on head. It did not knock her out or cut her head but she certainly took a whack.
Her friend made her sit on floor and summoned the first aid person with an ice pack. They were still there when I left 20 minutes later and she was talking to the staff, hopefully she was o.k. (thought it was a bit pointless asking by then).
Obviously the room is called advanced cos you have to look out for hazards caused by ‘advanced’ idiots who cannot put things away correctly after use.

Later that day there was another incident whilst I was in local supermarket, don’t know the detail, just saw first aid staff on garage forecourt dealing with a lady.
At this point I was beginning to feel cursed ………………………….. fortunately that was it for the day.
Watched some of the Diana concert, which I thought was disappointing on the whole.
The bloke from Super Tramp was excellent (don’t know his name) and Take That (No I am not Gay!).
Rod should grow old gracefully and stop kicking balls at his age. … boy did he make a mistake having a leggy blond saxophonist. At one stage it was like beauty and the beast LOL.

To be fair, I think the sound system/ technical difficulties did not help some artists but at least it did not rain.


Today I feel stiffness in the muscles, as they tighten and repair, a wonderful feeling sorely missed.
Tonight picking up a new tumble dryer and taking o/h to pick up loan vehicle.

No rest for the wicked then
Take care