The one who normally writes the blog claims to be otherwise occupied, so I’ve been asked to fill in with some kind of ‘interest piece’. Not sure what she’s expecting, and I wasn’t told this was a working holiday, so you’ll make do.
I’m with ‘the daughter’ this week for reasons unknown, though at least the chickens don’t appear to have followed me. I can only hope they will be using this time wisely to learn to EAT THEIR OWN BANANA!
So here’s ‘interesting’. I’ve been a UK citizen for over thirty years now after coming over from Burma in the ’70s to crew on the Bowie Tour. The days were long and the drink was good, but there came a time when I saw a reflection of my shell in marabou trim and I thought ‘enough is enough’. I left the road the following week and then landed a job in overnight logistics (short haul). I stayed there until my retirement in 1981, found myself a nice little detached ‘batch pad’, hot tub, wi-fi, patio, been deliriously happy there ever since. Until the chickens moved in.
If only I were vegetarian simply for ethical reasons.
Off now to Ladbrokes to put money on a couple of dead certs – the Hare on at 3/1 and Helen Milligan to win ‘the Apprentice’ at – 9/1. Fine