We’ve been neck deep in boxes. On Tuesday our dining room furniture arrived in generally easily recyclable packaging but for its quantity. It has taken two [petrol] car journeys crammed to capacity with cardboard to dispose of it all. I swear we could have made a dining table from it all. Still, the resulting chairs [...]
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It was a blustery, dank night last night. I trudged back from work, picked up my bouzouki and guitar, flung them in the back of the motor and pootled off to The Boot. A busy night and nice to be in the warm fug of the pub with a large array of musician huddled in the [...] What to report? Not a lot. I’ve been keeping my head down a bit. Learning a bit of Java and applying for jobs (nothing successful to date). Not a lot about at the moment. Down with some terrible temperature and headache last night. Felt like death, but a good weekend none-the-less. Yoda and L had been [...] I am whacked. Yoda is sick AGAIN. Vomiting this time and coughing like a smoker. Poor lamb. So our weekend trip the The Smoke is cancelled. We were to do a grand tour of various people including a 40th birthday bash but that is all out the window now. Instead this will be DIY weekend. Yes, [...] One other thing I did in Cyprus was to further extend my unreasonable collection of stringed instruments. I am now the proud owned of a spanking new tertrachordo Greek bouzouki. Cor! Tis loverly! So it should be, as it cost an arm and a leg. Greek bouzoukis appear to be much more expensive than their Irish [...] I’m really going to have to learn some proper session tunes. I go monthly to The Boot for a bit of a sing around and I usually corpse halfway through my song. This said they seem accepting of this and others frequently have a similar performance problem. But many people don’t sing, instead they play [...] After promising L that I would never ever buy another musical instrument after the violins, I have cause to hang my head. Granted the new mandolin was only £30 and comes with a pick-up. Indeed it was my own cash … and I can quit when ever I want … and other such stuff smack [...] |
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