Run down to Christmas

Fri.21.12.07. Michael has returned from his holiday on Mars, suitably tanned with his personality disorder still intact. The workshop wasn’t open and so I was unable to retrieve the seats or leave the tunnel and door panels: “Monday would be a better day”. Taking the advice of Alan I have purchased a small tin of ‘T’ cut, thankfully the product seems to be perfect for restoring the shine to the aluminium. ‘Eufuckinreka’. 

Christmas and New Year activities

·      Sun.22.12.07. With Richie and Margo we went to a quiz at the ‘White Lion’ which is Alan and Tracy’s pub in Upholland. The Doc had been there for most of the day, typically he was in a pertinent and relevant mood having been barred from every room in the place because of his constant mythering of every person present in the pub. The clergy, his mother in law and even Alan’s brother got an ear bashing. Alan’s brother even left with Tracy claiming that if he wasn’t her father he would have been thrown out. But he still remains confident about the outcome of the work to rescue the Oak but typically his head is still in the sand. I fully expect that we shall not be in until March.

·      Mon.23.12.07. Christmas eve was not very eventful but at 6am on Christmas day we left for London to spend the rest of the week with Gemma, Paul and Sam.

·      Tues.24.12.07. Sat.28.12.07. We have had 4 wonderful days with Sam. We have watched eagerly as he rapidly increased his control over his facial mimicry and he is now smiling much more frequently. On Thursday he needed his first jabs which were administered by the local midwife. Sam’s painful reaction brought a tear to my eye as I felt a genuine natural concern for his welfare. I would hate to see him in any sort of pain in the future if this is a taste of what I am bound to feel. We returned on Saturday having had a sober responsible time enjoying our role as doting grandparents. 

·      Weds.25.12.07. Lowtie has barred himself from the Bowlie. The landlord had publicly approached him about a debt that his son Andrew had incurred whilst renting a room in the pub. His wife Sheila left immediately but Lowtie remained to tear a strip off the hapless, tactless landlord, he has subsequently vowed never to cross the door again. Not like most people john always means what he says. He does not want to affect our ‘association’ with the pub but solidarity was mentioned by Fat Billy Green, the ‘ex’ union lawyer.

·      Sun.30.12.07. We arrived late to the Bowling Green to find the ‘Doc’ continuing being a top mytherer from the previous Sunday. Mad John was the first to suffer followed by Jimmy the Axe then finally, Paul Higham. “There are good ‘uns and bad ‘uns and they know who they are, just as there are bastards and arseholes, and they know who they are”. Doctor Dave was also in with Pirnil, his Danish girlfriend, another fuckin’ mytherer, but she is in a class of her own.

·      Mon.31.12.07. New Years Eve. We escaped after Pirnil had asked very personal questions to every one in the pub. Chris had the third degree about his non marriage to Marion, (not even his best friend asks him such questions), his relationship with his daughter, son in law and their children, Jimmy the axe copped for “do you intend marrying the the young lady that you with, treating her properly on top of looking after her. I also had to run the gauntlet about a remark I made 2 years ago in France about marriage, Dave and herself. By eight o clock I had had enough leaving still none the wiser.

·      Tues.01.01.08. News Years day was shite