Fancy that

A day off today. This in preparation for the weekend when I’ll be off to Accra in Ghana for the move of the Bulford Dolphin. We don’t get paid for working weekends but we do get time off in lieu. Not wanting to build up too many leave days in hand, this close to year end, it’s time to use them all up. I’m good at that.

Margate Somerfield at 0800, is a dream to shop in, empty, queueless and check out ladies that haven’t had their good natures obliterated by an 8 hour shift of dealing with the town’s dullest and rudest people. Margate’s got lots of them. Lots and lots and lots and lots. Many of them wearing police uniforms.Confused

Dropped Drunk Nunky at the hospital for some Xrays at 1000. If they knew how much he drank I’m pretty sure they wouldn’t bother with him. What’s the point of allocating precious resources to prolong someone’s life if they are determined to pickle themselves in Vodka? Hey, there’s a thought, by Pickling himself he’s attempting to achieve eternal (ish) life (ish); I hadn’t thought of that before. Clever old Nunky.

In August, seduced by the press hype, I bought into the ‘myfootballclub’ concept (50,000 fans pay £35 each to buy and run a soccer club) and then waited for something to happen. Nothing did until yesterday when they announced they’d bought Ebbsfleet United (formerly Gravesend and Northfleet). This news doesn’t seem to have found favour with all the mfc members on geographic grounds (it’s tucked away in the SE corner of the country) but I’m really quited delighted being Gravesend born and educated (hence my horrid accent). I was last at the Stonebridge ground in 1967 to see my school , St Johns (no, I’m not a left footer, just ended up there) get hammered by Southfields in the inter schools cup.The experience was not life enhancing and soon afterwards I went to gravesend Grammar School and took an immediate interest in rugby, a sport at which, sadly, I was equally inept.

Talking of sports, I didn’t go skeet shooting today. The rain was pretty consistent most of the day, it was cols, windy and un-inviting, so I went home and lit the first fire of the Autumn. Sitting by a roaring fire with a good book in your hand is wonderful ….. I’m told. I sat by it and watched afternoon telly, that’s pretty sad :o) but only for an hour.

Thanet council and other interested parties are hopeful that Ramagate Harbour will be utilised during the construction and operation of the gigantic London Array wind farm that’s due to start building shortly. Hmmm, well that doesn’t seem to that much preparation going on there, neither does there seem to be as much water (depth) as there once was. Come on Thanet, get the dredgers going again, NOW!!!

There can be few less pleasant ways of spending £200 than visiting a peridontist, tomorrow I have to do just that. Why? Well to maintain by lovely, winning smile that’s why. Well, that or trying desperately to prevent my teeth from falling out. NHS dental services, thank you for absolutley nothing.Red rose

Memsahib is at evening classes tonight. Italian is the subject. She’s been going for 6 weeks I think it is, and so far has managed to to tell me, in Italian (with a Bolton accent), that her trousers are blue. That’s very interesting but surely there’s more to that wonderful lyrical, demonstrative language and culture than that? I fear not.


About allatsea

Sixty year old master-mariner. Absolutely gorgeous. Well wedged.....when compared to a Nairobi street urchin. Sorted, in that I haven't been in court recently. Hopelessly optimistic, terminally disappointed. Good with cats and other fluffy things. No musical talent. Generous to a fault provided it's someone else's round. Political centreist with far right and left viewpoints. A green activist from the hydrocarbon position with nuclear leanings. Averse to avarice but always happy to receive lottery wins, gifts, windfalls, legacies, prizes and wet sloppy kisses.
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