It’s Friday, the bin lorry woke me as it crashed up
the road at six o’clock. I got up, make toast and had a look at the Internet.
Two of my Facebook friends had birthdays today. One with whom I work. One with
whom I used to work fifteen or more years ago. I sent them birthday wishes and then
rolled my eyes at some nonsensical posting about how I should repent and “Pwaise
De Laawd” because only “De Lawwd” could save me. As an ex-Steward of
the Methodist Church I know quite a bit more about religious things than many
of those posting on Facebook seem to; again what I needed to be saved from was
“De Lawwd”’s temper. Back in the day I used to go to bible study club.
Every Thursday evening we’d go round to Mervyn’s house and read various bits
out of the bible all of which basically said that god loved us all very much,
but if we didn’t do what god said, then we’d face eternal punishment. It never
fails to amaze me how so many people don’t see the contradiction here.
But my religious days were forty years ago. Been
there, done that. I go on social media to be social, and see what my friends
are getting up to. It’s such a shame that I just seem to be presented with
nonsensical bollox.
I Munzed, and Wordled. Starting with “today” I
got it on the fourth go with “usury” as that was the only word I could
think of that had the letter “u” but not in the second place.
I went upstairs, made loads of noise, and once
everyone else was up I got on with the packing. It wasn’t *that* long
before we were off on our way.
We made good time to Cobham where once tiddled we
wandered round the car park. Treacle had been whinging on the way up, and after
twenty-five minutes she eventually dumped. As we walked round waiting for that
to emerge we did a couple of geocaching adventure labs. Did you know there’s a
garden and huge fish pond round the back of Cobham services? No – we didn’t
either.
From there we drove on the Cheltenham where we found the
place we’d booked. We just dumped our stuff into the hallway of our flat and
moved on.
Big mistake !!!
We wandered down the road thinking we might have a
pint. We found “The Swan”
which had a rather good beer menu. Irene soon joined us; it was good to catch
up. We had another pint. And another. And seeing the place specialised in
curries we had a very good bit of dinner.
We then had a little walk through Cheltenham to make
sure Irene got home safely then we came back to our base.
Perhaps I got off on the wrong foot with the place because
we came in to find it was hotter than the summer’s heatwave, and once we
finally turned off the heating and forced the windows open, the world’s worst
Bavarian Oompah band was leading the Oktoberfest in the ale house next door.
I tried looking round for alternate accommodation, but
it was rather late and these days everything is “book on-line” and I
needed to speak to someone to ensure we weren’t going to move to somewhere
equally crappy, if not crappier (if that was even possible). “er
indoors TM” insisted that it was
too much arse-ache to move to another place; I was all for going home, but the
dreadful music from next door eventually stopped.
It’s not quite as hot as it was, but the place is poky…
I’ll see if I can find somewhere better tomorrow…
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