Uncle allatsea (formerly known as ‘drunky nunky’) has turned 76 today. This is a remarkable achievement considering his health history and lifestyle. Well done UB you old bugger, good on you. Memsahib allatsea went to visit him bearing gifts of cards and food hampers and similar stuff malarkey. His old mucker Shane popped up from Folkestone with cards and bottle (naughty Shane, pressies yes, bottles no) so he was busy on the social front for once. Bless him.
Here in norvven Scotland the weather has gone from glorious sunshine to grey and rainy-fied. Beautiful has turned to bleak. Pity. It’s a stunning part of the world in the beauty stakes but the weather has to be right for it to be at its finest. Popped along to John o Groats yesterday evening. Busy with day trippers and a large motorbike rally was in full swing. It was all colours, beer and bragging from what allatsea could see; plenty of happy faces though. From the accents they seemd to have had to ride a long, long way to get there. Rather them than me on a motorbike, thanks.
The languid pace of the last week is about to change, things are warming up on the work front and tomorrow will be pretty full on, the following day, even more so. So be it, beer tokens have to be earned, diesel bought, cats fed etc. This low born being broke unless employed malarkey is a curse at times………………………………..forward……………………ever forward.