It's been staggeringly hot here again today...nice in some ways, because we have 3 days bank holiday (after working the weekend, so that = 1 bank holiday anywhere but bloody here)...
Outside my apartment, the trees are starting to get green, and they've even turned the fountains on - nice again, other than it reveals a fundamental design flaw...the water sprays over the path, so everyone has to walk round or take a bird-bath. Comedy.
Mind, outside on the road, there were some workmen messing with the drains...there wasn't a right lot of work going on (see photo of them discussing progress in the van), and they left the drain cover up without any barriers or fencing around the hole. This is quite common - yesterday, I saw people casually walking under trees where the branches were being cut above them, and I've even seen people walking around giant cranes as girders and allsorts swing above them. Last week, someone fell into an open hole of some sort in the road and into running hot water, although it was soon removed from all news & websites. Like the dead pigs floating in the rivers...lies by American TV news stations. I'm reminded of the classic line from Michael Palin's film 'A Private Function' with Maggie Smith, denying knowledge of an illegally raised pig during the war - "No pigs!! No pigs!!"
Some of the streets looked almost European with cafe tables outside and I longed for company and to share the moment, I confess, but had a pie with mash, peas & gravy on my own instead, which seemed more acceptable for a chap & less sad. The women in there know me and talk to me, although I can't understand a word they say. They could just be smiling and saying "You stupid, ugly, sad, bald, cross-eyed British twit - we just spat in your mash & the dog licked your pie - you're our most hated customer!", with me smiling back and saying "It's hot today, isn't it?!!"
I started to get a sore throat yesterday, along with a runny nose, and as my eyes were swelling (I paint an attractive picture, don't I ladies?) I wondered if I was starting with hay fever...just be my luck for the concrete & smog here to be generating a new, deadly strain of pollen - the only trees around here are in the photos!! Either that or I've got the new, deadly strain of bird / budgie flu, and when there's a full moon I'll turn into the budgie equivalent of a were-wolf, start chirping, eating 'Trill', sleeping stood on one leg with my head under my armpit and shouting "Who's a clever boy then!!" or (more likely) "Show me your tits, show me your tits!"
I've been intending to buy a couple of 'items' for a few weeks now, and such 'missions' to buy something that's almost impossible to find have become legendary...I think I'm King Arthur looking for the Holy Grail, but I NEVER give up, and both yesterday's and today's missions were a total success, and involved walking miles, which is part of the challenge.
I bought some more DVD's, including 'The Host' which I've been after for a while...watched it tonight...read my review & others this week in 'The Chron' (if the bloody editor remembers to use them), along with a particularly diverse column...
So, I feel a bit grim, a tad unwanted & unloved and even a bit bloody sunburned tonight...wine, crisps, another DVD and an early night, me thinks...any volunteers to keep me company (women only, and with various other conditions)??
Thought not...
Flights & accommodation can be arranged...
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