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Friday, 14 February 2014
Head Space Daily Words...
My GLW (Good Lady Wife,) is currently in New York, orchestrating a school trip, taking in plenty of galleries, architecture, a play on Broadway, the sights the sounds - magnificent; which means our traditional Valentine's Day curry went out the window - not literally of course, as that could get messy, and I certainly wouldn't want to be sued for striking a passer by with a chicken korma, that would be wrong. Instead it was fish and chip Friday with my boys, which is a damn fine substitute. I began to think about these words this afternoon, when I sought salvation from the torrent of water pouring forth from the heavens, by taking refuge in our local high street cafe/bar, where the soothing jazz guitar tune playing when I entered, taking me away from the worries of global warming, soon degenerated into bland generic rock - oh well. I have a couple of weeks work lined up from next Monday, so things are looking up. If the weather picks up from Monday, it will obviously be due to my being in employment, in which case, to prevent further freak weather conditions, I will need to be kept in continuous work. Employers take note. Whilst in the cafe, I devised various line ups for my under 9s football team's upcoming matches, to be played at some point when the monsoon season has passed and football has become a summer sport. As I write this, the wind is howling and the rain is lashing down with intense ferocity and in incredible amounts. I've not heard rain like this for quite a while, it's making the windows rattle. The weird thing is, after one of these intensive storm bursts, it goes dead quiet for a minute or two, you think it has passed and then out of nowhere, it suddenly starts up again. There will be some soggy couples out there on Valentine's Night, like pairs of drowned rats, clammy wet hand in clammy wet hand, rain trickling down the backs of their necks as they walk home from that romantic meal in the lovely restaurant, in which they sat with their shoes squelching and drenched jeans sticking to their legs, following that two minute walk in the high street downpour. Anyway, happy Valentine's Day everyone - I love you all...
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