20
October
Not the
best night’s sleep for Jan. I settled around midnight and woke at 6.30 needing
to wee and Jan was awake then. It seems that Roy, they guy across the corridor
from us was taken ill last night and the noise the council made trying to get in
to him around 3am woke her. She dropped off again after I got back in bed but
then the council began hammering and banging again just before 10 o’clock which
woke her again. There’s a guy there now installing a new front door. What is
wrong with Roy we don’t know but we think it might be something to do with his
heavy smoking, the smell of tobacco from there is very overpowering. Anyway, we
hope he’s well enough to come home soon.
Have you
been counting the number of time I lose thing here in Jaronland? Well, I did it
again on Sunday evening as I was closing down I heard a pair of specs falling
down, but couldn’t be bother looking for them. We both tried looking yesterday
and couldn’t find them. I cleared the shelf under my desk to look for them
again today and still couldn’t find them. So Jan came over and she started
looking as well. And then I found them, not on the floor, but between the stand
and lamp shade of the bankers lamp I have on here. If only we could find things
so easily every time.
I finished
the new Peter James novel, The House on
Cold Hill, last night and it’s not a bad read at all, at least I enjoyed
it. But there I was playing around on Facebook and although I’ve know that the
new Cormoran Strike was already out and I’m hoping to get that one later this
week. But then I found an ad for Ian Rankins’ new one to as well. Well, I can’t
buy them all in one go and will have to get that one later. I’ve also bought a
novel by an ex-ACC squaddie, Chip Walker, called Child of Hern. I’ve not read
that one yet but I’m looking forward to doing so after I finish the space opera
sci-fi I’m currently reading on my kindle.
Speaking
of which, Jan has been chatting to another writer about CreateSpace, the part
of Amazon that I’ve been publishing with. He’s been explaining that I shouldn’t
be getting the problems I’ve been plagued with for so long with them. So I
think from now on I shall only be doing things e-books, and won’t bother with
paperbacks, for a time at least, just to see how things go and then I can
re-think it. Oh the hassles of being a writer … … …
I wonder
if you like porridge. We do and have it fairly often but over in the States
they call it oatmeal. I’m back in Facebook-land again now, where I found a
group called Buzzfeed Food that I watch. They usually come up with really nice
food ideas but this morning I found this one … http://www.buzzfeed.com/christinebyrne/cozy-oatmeal-tricks?bffbfood&utm_term=.jtZrLg37w#.hoy0omKr4 and I have to say that it looks absolutely bloody
horrible! Oats with a fried egg? Oh come on, that’s gross, even for you yanks!
And while
I’m the subject of nosh, today’s photo is …
One of my favourite dinners, and so
easy to do as well. That’s a small gammon, two chuckleberries and sliced
cheese.
And today’s
funny …
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So,
wandering about, he notices a leopard heading rapidly in his direction with the
obvious intention of having him for lunch. The dachshund thinks, "OK, I'm
in deep trouble now!"
Then he
noticed some bones on the ground close by, and immediately settles down to chew
on the bones with his back to the approaching cat. Just as the leopard is about
to leap, the dachshund exclaims loudly, "Boy, that was one delicious
leopard. I wonder if there are any more around here." Hearing this, the
leopard halts his attack in mid-stride, as a look of terror comes over him, and
slinks away into the trees. "Whew," says the leopard. "That was
close. That dachshund nearly had me." Meanwhile, a monkey, who had been watching
the whole scene from a nearby tree, figures he can put this knowledge to good
use and trade it for protection from the leopard. So, off he goes.
But the
dachshund saw him heading after the leopard with great speed, and figured that
something must be up.
The
monkey soon catches up with the leopard, spills the beans and strikes a deal
for himself with the leopard. The leopard is furious at being made a fool of
and says, "Here monkey, hop on my back and see what's going to happen to that
conniving canine." Now the dachshund sees the leopard coming with the
monkey on his back, and thinks, "What am I going to do now?" But
instead of running, the dog sits down with his back to his attackers,
pretending he hasn't seen them yet ... and, just when they get close enough to
hear, the dachshund says..................
"Where's
that darn monkey? Sent him off half an hour ago to bring me another
leopard."
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