Is Summer-Time?

Well am back again after period of Much Soul Searching about Life. Am sad to report have reached no conclusions. Is Thursday, and is dull and drizzly. Expedition to Derby postponed because of adverse weather. Derby gloomy enough already. Have this morning received quote for new front door, and is as expected, over £800.00. Have decided however is necessary, so have decided to go ahead.

Forgot to mention in view of not blogging recently, that Trevor, my jiving partner at pub, came back for coffee a fortnight ago, sank rather a lot of whisky, and subsequently fell down (in own garden), and broke arm in two places. Is now in plaster for six weeks. Is insisting was not alcohol-induced fall, rather simple case of losing footing whilst venturing outside for fag at 3.30 am. According to landlady at pub, Trevor has history of falling down on journey home, and has hitherto been discovered lying helpless in hedges, or concussed from encounter with road signs. Have to confess did feel guilty when informed of his little accident, but must affirm did not pour whisky down throat, did this himself. However, he seems in remarkably good spirits, and is getting lot of sympathy and wisecracks from regulars in Malt Shovel.


Referring back to recent retail therapy in Chesterfield, have discovered new bra is a disaster. Is not Good Fit. In fact, is pathetic as has no pre-shaping, and just sort of hangs there. Sadly. Note to self: always ensure subsequent purchases have pre-formed cups. Have also reached conclusion that looking at self in mirror whilst trying on new underwear is bad for morale. Is not pretty sight.

Had alarming encounter with Enormous Spider yesterday as was sitting enjoying bowl of Cheerios. Suddenly saw out of corner of eye, large specimen crouching malevolently on fireplace. Abandoned Cheerios instantly, as felt very queasy, and lit fag prior to tackling it. Two was upstairs in shower, where he spends aeons doing God Knows What in way of personal grooming, so seized large tumbler, (which only just encompassed its hugely long and many legs), and despatched into yard. Still shuddering at memory.