Thoughts for the day

But it’s all about community

I was called in as a last resort to house sit with 6 kids last night, so I camped out in the living room, on my mattress and in my cosy sleeping bag. I love using this kit when I’m camping, I would call it relative luxury actually.  But last night could I sleep? I’m not sure if it’s the fresh air and walking that makes me sleep or the being in a different house, so close to home, that makes me not sleep?  Admitted,  the kids are all really well behaved in front of me, and most likely all the time, but it does mean a lot more noises then I am used to.  Even more the Conor makes during one of his big feasts at 3-4am after another bottle of gin. It could have course been my dog insisting on joining me in the sleeping bag.  Or was it a combination.  Yepo that sounds like the right answer.

I know this sounds horrid

But after a hectic morning of kids getting ready for school, I’m kinda happy with my life.  I was impressed at how well they got themselves organised.  No real input from me. But I think I like the slightly quieter life.  It suits me right now.  And I think when it is time, two will be sufficient for me.  I’m sure though that I will be horrifically tired, no matter what.

Petrol [tip]

Useful in keeping cars running. Especially when parked on a slope.

Football

I’m finding myself more and more detached at the moment.  I’m sure the mighty saints will stay up this year, I would even tip them for a shock FA Cup win at home to Man U.  No really, I would. I still enjoy the games, however I spend far less time reading about them.  I just go to the games now.  Even though I live far, far away.

Sleep

I have to much to do to actually get any at the moment, but I want some.  Lots of it, in my lovely bed. MMMM the room.

Big Sigh at Night

Exciting news, Si is about to start his own blog.  I for one am looking forward to it!

Off now.

Laters,

Chalkster

Butter

What an appalling advert… And why would seeing an outdated punk advertising butter as part of the British institution? I think that Sid Vicious got it right in this instance. By dieing early he at least kept a module of dignity. What a bloody sell out.

Anita Rodick

Simon put a question in the quiz this week about the sell out that was the founder of the body shop, which was never as ethical as we were made to believe. ~ Then to sell out to Loreal? ~ Okay animal right not an issue anymore, well not when human rights come into the equation. Seams like there might have been a little Carma there then?

FaceBook

My rant on that is yet to come, but come it will!

Laters

ChalkSter

Two Things of Note

The first being that I got rid of my old BMW, at a loss, but it means I can afford to get something else and pay my mechanic. All good. But better then that, my house feels free. It feels like it is mine again. You absolutely have to compromise when you rent out rooms in your house, but not to the point where it feels like it’s not your house any more. You ask them not to do something and they refuse, argue with everything. Still she has gone. Admittedly only down the road near the city arms. But she has gone. Few, I’m a happy man.

The Stupid thing is

I kinda new we would not get on when I interviewed her, but I needed somebody in, in a rush. I thought it can’t be that bad, surly? Worst lodger ever, probably not. All of the people that I have in the house now, I like and got on with from the first word. Which goes a very long way. A very long way. I just have a good feeling at the moment. A feeling that life is on the up.

Quieter, then Quiet town on a night off

The pup quiz made a £6 loss last night, it was like a ghost town. Apparently Top Gear and course work are taking there toll on it. Which is a shame really, as we worked rather hard on it this. Ho Hum. We will do feck all on it this week and it will be busy again no doubt.

Sunny Days

God I love a crisp winter morning, when the sun is out, and blue skies are abundant. The air smells fresh and the wildlife, literally comes to life [then my cats kill it], bird song, the sound of the recycling plant, the shrill yell of common youth skiving school….

Too Cool For School…

I always stunned by the lax nature of the school behind my house. It would just take one teacher patrolling to stop… The smoking, drug dealing, fighting, graffiti, etcetera. In fact it would likely just take some fucker just looking out of the school gates. But whilst I’m told that they are doing all they can to stop all of the above activities, they simply are doing nothing. That or I’m hugely mistaken.

Congrtatumilations

To Tim and Helen, whom I know from The City Arms, and vaguely from Nominet. They became the proud parents of William at 3am Friday morning [might have been Sat morning], he was a little over 8lb and a week early. I wish the very best to them, though I’m sure they will be brilliant parents. You get a feeling sometimes about these things. I think at some point I should like to have children myself. I feel I might do a job there. But, and I say this with a heavy heart, it does not look like anytime soon. Apart from the fact I have no cues of ladies lining up to be the next Misses C, I’m not sure it would be fair with the state of flux that I’m in. I’m risking a lot to become a maker of films and I’m not sure that would be fair on anybody. And I for that matter will not give up my dream. Which my friends, I can almost taste. Our time will come.

The week ahead.

Should be good.

Laters,

Chalkster