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Sunday, July 20, 2008

The New Neighbours...

...I think they're going to be a problem. I'd been back from the pub for about half an hour last night. Around 01:00 there was a knock on the front door. When I open it, the small lad from next door is standing on the doorstep with no shoes on and holding his hand out with some coins in it.

"Mum says, can she buy a lighter off you?"

I'm stunned.

"You shouldn't be out without your slippers on"

I tell him, whilst thinking "You shouldn't be out at all, at this time of night"

I tell him to go home and I'll pop round with a lighter for his mum. I dig out a lighter and pop round. Their front door is ajar. I knock and woman who is out of it in some way opens it. I introduce myself as her neighbour and tell her if she wants to borrow something to pop round herself and not to send her kid round with no shoes on. She's grateful for the lighter.

I walk back from the Pizza shop tonight. Two minutes after I get back there is a knock on the door. I assume it's the bloke from the couple upstairs. He was out cleaning his car as I got back. I thought he'd finished and was trying to get his missus to let him back in again.

It's the small lad from next door along with the older lad.

"Mum says can she borrow 50p to get some milk?"

He asks.

"No I've not got 50p for her"

I sigh and close the door.

They're going to be a problem. I can feel it in my water.

Coming from the nokia 9500 via GPRS cool eh?

Sunday, July 20, 2008

The New Neighbours...

"Mum says, can she buy a lighter off you?"

I'm stunned.

"You shouldn't be out without your slippers on"

I tell him, whilst thinking "You shouldn't be out at all, at this time of night"

It's the small lad from next door along with the older lad.

"Mum says can she borrow 50p to get some milk?"

He asks.

"No I've not got 50p for her"

I sigh and close the door.

They're going to be a problem. I can feel it in my water.

Coming from the nokia 9500 via GPRS cool eh?

Friday, June 13, 2008

Heavy Metal Hell

Off to The Download Festival for a week or so. Not punting, but working. We're on the Gibson Stage, so I've not heard of half the bands. After the festival. Well it doesn't just clear itself away, that's why I'll be finishing Wednesday, Thursday at the latest next week.

Now I know people think that a Festival is about the music. I'm afraid you're wrong. If Ambrose Bierce had been writing his Devil's Dictionary today he might have written thus:

Music Festival: An event where music lovers pay through the nose in order to be allowed into a field. So they can pay through the nose some more. There is also some music on.

Let's just hope the weather's fine.

Wednesday, June 4, 2008

Industrial language...

...heard at work last night after one of the PA Company crew, pushed a flight case onto the stage lift 8 inches before it had reached the level of the stage:

"C_ _ _ S YOU FUCKING MUPPET! You can fuck your gear if you like, but if you fuck that lift. I WILL FUCK YOU!"

A completely reasonable threat if you ask me. If he'd fucked the lift, it would've made the load out a lot harder for everyone else.

Thursday, May 29, 2008

In which I hang out with a lady of leisure.

Yesterday I popped over to Brum to meet up with a friend as she was passing through the city on her way home. We spent the afternoon chatting, eating Chinese and drinking Champagne. Ahh, what a decadent life I lead. It was good to see her though, as we've not seen each other in an age. All too soon it was time for her to continue her journey and I was waving bye bye at the station.

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