“Double pleat or treble pleat
Sir?”
I look at the man as though he is
landed from Mars.
“I don’t have a clue what you are
talking about” I reply
“Well do you want your curtains
folded like this or would you like them folded like this”
I look at him opened mouthed! I don’t know what to say.
I have now entered on yet another
new world. The world of soft furnishings
and curtains. I just want a set of
curtains. How hard could it be? Extremely is the answer. Yet again there’s a whole set of new words
and expressions to learn: double pleat
treble pleat, roman blinds, contemporary style, classic style, tracker rail,
tie back, don’t tie back etc etc. My
brain has exploded. I am just
bamboozled. Every day is a school day.
Needless to say new curtains are
sat on the “too difficult” pile although I need to do something or I could end
up with an ASBO!
Even without the curtains the new
place is fantastic. It has lived up to
my expectations and I love living the city life. Now that the good weather is on the horizon
the garden looks even more inviting. I
want to make the place my own putting my own mark on my new home so am going to
bring the interior up to date and especially increasing the amount of storage
capacity. I am still at the point where
I cannot unpack anymore boxes and suitcases as there is literally nowhere to put
anything.
Living in Clifton and so close to
Bristol city centre is great. It is a
bit odd though when I have had to nip out to the local Sainsbury to buy a few groceries
and then walking past people who are on their way out to a bar or restaurant. I always feel envious of them and can be
easily swayed to nip in for some light refreshment.
There have been a few times where
I have replicated the comedians Micky Flannigan’s “Out Out” sketch. Basically I have popped “out” to the shops
and ended up “out” in a bar holding on to my carrier bags of groceries. I have managed up to now to be able to leave
the bar before I am “out out out!” Micky Flanagans Out
I need to break “out” of these
rituals before the dreaded weight gain occurs.
Life is starting to feel like fun and less stressful. The new lifestyle has lifted Joe and is
enjoying himself since being home from University. Why wouldn’t he? “Subs” from Subway are literally a stone’s
throw away.
Joe and Georgina ae both doing
well at University and are now in their final term of the second year. A term that’s last all of one month £3000
please – kerr-ching!
Life goes on and the past few
months have been very hectic and work has exploded. It doesn’t help that I have this tendency to
say “yes” to everything putting increasing pressure on myself Trying to juggle everything as at times been
nutz. So a just a few weeks ago I
decided to book a holiday to Olu Deniz, Turkey.
By all accounts it’s a beautiful place with a lagoon and lots of people
paragliding apparently. Just what I need! What can go wrong? Well when I travel quite a lot. Rich has already told me to locate the
British consulate on arrival just in case and not to go to the Syrian border.
I will be holidaying with someone
else, a young lady who I have been seeing for a little while. We have become good friends and enjoy each
other’s company but more of that another time.
So the bus rumbles on. I feel as though all the people who matter
most to me are sat comfortably giving me directions when I need it.
