Three cheers my dears

Friday. Thanet, days.
Quiet, they’re either all in town for the Royal wedding thing or on the golf course or in the pub.
Weather ‘nice’ but windy and the wind’s put paid to the day’s work activities out on the blue wavy stuff. Most of it anyway.

Cheese omelette for lunch, made with eggs from the allatsea estate. All very satisfying.

Memsahib’s at an indoor street party, the last I heard she was on the gin so we won’t hear from her again until next Thursday at the earliest. Mother’s ruin, aptly named.

The towers are now wrapped in scaffolding. It’s an impressive sight. The scaffolding that is, not the towers. All rather high though. Not so sure I’ll be happy up there to be honest but hey ho, someone will be. Hopefully. All I’ve got to do now is get the access ladders from 143 on the other side of town. Five metre ladder sections and Nissan Primeras don’t mix. Very well. Usually.

There was a bit of a hoohaa on the radio this morning about Mesrrs Blair and Brown not being invited to the wedding. There were those that thought they should have been invited. Allatsea is above politics (your honour) but thinks it was right to keep them away because, one/ Blair’s married to a gobby scouser (worse, a gobby scouser wots dun well for herself) two/ Brown’s been living a lie (as to his cerebral prowess) AND nearly bankrupted Blighty, and finally three/ They’re both GITS and socialist gits to boot.

Finally, if anyone sees a wodge of dosh laying about it, might be mine. It got lost between a Danish bank and mine and I’d like it please. Thanks.

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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