Hi,
Blackie's here this morning so it's wet; dark and cold.
I was determined to get into the workshop early this morning so very quietly wandered down before 9 o'clock getting wet courtesy of Blackie and I gently closed the workshop door behind me; I managed a full half hour before today's interruption kicked in; with a pair of latex gloves on my hands and painting coach lamp components a dark shadow appeared at the doors and there was a knock; your neighbours at #19 are out would you take in a parcel for them please? Off with my gloves in order to sign using a finger tip then pick up where I had left off; I'm a guy so cannot multi task; these constant interruptions ruin my concentration; how strange that Bron and I are now in for the third day expecting 25 kg of bird nuts to arrive but neighbours parcels have no problem at all reaching us.
Pity you don't live near Logan then I could find you a light job standing guard with a machine gun to repel visitors; I hope your back continues to improve but it will take time and frustrate you because you can't do what you want to do.
Blackie is my constant companion although summer last year was exceptional due to Blackie and his sister Gale taking a long holiday which is very rare indeed; below is a picture of Blackie at midday in the middle of our joke called summer two years ago as I was up scaffolding pointing with tarpaulin to protect me; whilst doing this pointing I was running my Hydrovane compressor hooked up to an air chisel sending debris in all directions when something caught my attention; I was fully wrapped up against the weather and with full safety kit on; just below me at the end of our pathway was a little girl toddler waving something at me; how dangerous was this; I put the air chisel down and came off the scaffolding; the little girl was standing on the pathway to our bungalow side just below the scaffolding but two adults a man and woman were standing by the roadside; why Jehovah Witnesses put this little girl in danger beggars belief. It never ever lets up here.
I was just going to post this when the landline phone rang; please press so and so for services; another number now blocked. GRRRRRRR.
I can't sit at the keyboard and I can't get into the workshop without hassle?
On a positive note I'm still here to moan.
Kind regards, Colin.