Thursday 14 November 2013

A birthday, pensions and a bottle of malt



14 November 2013

Did you know it was Charlie's birthday today? Well, it is; he's 65 today and therefore entitled to claim his old age pension. I wonder if he will? And that's a point ... does his mum claim here extra 25p a day age allowance that everyone over the age of 80 is entitled to?

Yesterday we took it into our heads to go out for a few hours. We went left here around 11am and got back around 6.45pm. Where did we go? Easy, the Merry Hell centre. It's been ages since we last went there. Not a bad day really, although we didn't buy much at all. I bought two mags at Smudges Place and Jan paid for our lunch in Druckers with my hard earned old age pension ;-))) We like Druckers; it's a tad expensive really but the menu items are very good and well worth the price. On the way home we called into Asda and spent over £100 on shopping and DVDs ... and a bottle of vodka for Jan and a bottle of Old Pulteney 12 year old malt for me. I looked at the colour of it before I bought it and it's a really nice dark shade. Now I'm hoping it will taste as good as it looks.

As usual I was getting uppity while driving yesterday. Two causes yesterday, speeding truckers and the damned matrix signs. But both are actually linked on the M42. The matrix signs show varying speed limits but the truckers just ignore them and carry on and in the process get bitchy when a car driver sticks the posted speed limit and they can't go faster. It really is time this one was sorted out!     

NANO ... well, it's getting done, slowly, very slowly. Just over 16,000 words on Tuesday when I stopped meaning I'm about 6000 words short. It will got done and on time too, I'll make sure of that! At least now I've got used to writing the way that agents and publishers like them to be done. I was taught when typing to use a double space at the end of a sentence; they like a single space. If you look at my recent blogs you'll see what I mean. The other item is the use of quotation marks. Since school I've always used " ... " for them; nope, that's not the accepted way in publishing; they want ' ... '. At least I've finally got into the habit of doing it.

Merry Hell as you probably know is a large shopping centre west of Brum. It's not really a 'hell' as such, well, not now that is. But I would never have thought you could buy one of these ...  

Well, actually, you can't; it was part of a competition.

And yet again the Sage speaks words of wisdom ...
Two couples were playing poker one evening.
Jim accidentally dropped some cards on the floor. When he bent down under the
Table to pick them up, he noticed Bob's wife, Sue wasn't wearing any underwear
Under her dress! Shocked by this, Jim upon trying to sit back up again, hit
His head on the table and emerged red-faced.
Later, Jim went to the kitchen to get some refreshments. Bob's wife
Followed and asked, 'Did you see anything that you like under there?'
Surprised by her boldness, Jim admitted that, well indeed he did.
She said, 'Well, you can have it but it will cost you $500.. 'After taking a minute or two to assess the financial And moral costs of this offer, Jim confirms that he is interested.
Sue told him that since her husband Bob worked Friday afternoons And Jim didn't, Jim should be at her house around 2 p.m. Friday afternoon.
When Friday rolled around, Jim showed up at Bob's house at 2 p.m. Sharp - and after paying Sue the agreed sum of $500 - they went To the bedroom and closed their transaction, as agreed. Jim quickly Dressed and left.
As usual, Bob came home from work at 6 p.m.. And upon arriving, Asked his wife: 'Did Jim come by the house this afternoon?'
With a lump in her throat Sue answered 'Why yes, he did stop by For a few minutes this afternoon.'
Her heart nearly skipped a beat when her husband curtly asked, 'And did he give you $500?'
Sue, using her best poker face, replied, 'Well, yes, In fact he did give me $500.'
Bob, with a satisfied look on his face, surprised his wife by saying, 'He came by the office this morning and borrowed $500 from me. He promised he'd stop by our house this afternoon on his way home And pay me back.'
Now THAT, my friends, is a poker player

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