Monday, May 07, 2007

I'm Coming Down *

My head is buzzing with no-roof-over-my-head fears. That would be because I was supposed to move last Tuesday - it didn't happen. I was then supposed to move last Thursday - it didn't happen. I was then supposed to move on Saturday - didn't happen. I then gave up on that place and looked elsewhere - found a place and agreed with estate agent that I would move today. It didn't happen. JJ has now been down twice to help me move and taken one day off work. I've taken one day off and will be off tomorrow. If I don't move tomorrow, more annual leave will be taken. It's really, really annoying. I am so glad that JJ is very tolerant of my moaning about it.

Anyway, yesterday we had a lovely day walking on Hampstead Heath and then going to the Freemason's Arms (can't be bothered linking here btw). We then had a mighty fine evening listening to some old vinyl - during which I decided (after a little prompt from JJ) that my vinyl collection is absolute rubbish. I need some Only Ones, Television, Blondie, Orange Juice, Devo and lots more other stuff on vinyl. We also had a lovely dinner, thanks to JJ's wonderful culinary skills. Today was disappointment in estate agent, followed by driving all over Covent Garden looking for parking space, followed by walk in the pissing rain. We then plonked ourselves down in the rather strange but nice Porterhouse pub and had some gorgeous beer, wine and very filling burgers.

Back to my house things. I think I'm heading back to SE14 tomorrow, my year in SE4 is at an end. My present flat is rather nice, but it is rather pricey too. It is also not such a good location when making my way home late at night as steep hill has to be overcome. I was SE14 for 16 years before moving out of my old house and I feel I'm going back to my manor. And that it's just five minutes from the boy makes it all the more attractive. I may still pop up to the upper park on Telegraph Hill on occasions over the summer cos you can't beat those views. I may even pop up to Skeehan's on occasions for the pub quiz on a Tuesday night. But, really, I'm desperate to say goodbye Brockley and hello again to New Cross - the best place on the planet, bar none!

And some final words on other things before I go - how thick are the Scottish electorate that about 100,000 of them cannot fill in their fucking ballot papers properly? And how deserved was that Premiership title for Manure - did they do anything other than attack teams this season? And how embarrassingly bad were Celtic against the forces of darkness on Saturday?

* Primal Scream

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Anonymous marc said...

Fair play to manure, they earned it. I DO have a problem tho, with rumours I've read about Berbatov being high on Fergie's wish list. Would be a real disaster...
Jeez, the house stuff sounds like a nightmare...hope it gets sorted soon.

7:52 pm  
Blogger Yorkshire Pudding said...

The home move thing with its complications sounds understandably stressful so may I advise that you do what most Scottish gentlemen do when faced with stress - get down the beer off for a "carry oot" and guzzle yer tins at haem (home) while singing "Danny Boy" to annoy the neighbours. Seriously, hope you get sorted very soon.

8:54 pm  
Blogger Reidski said...

Marc - yes, they certainly did earn it. And I would think that every club in the planet would like Berbatov in their side. That was a cracker last night against Charlton. As for the house stuff, it's getting worse today, so I don't even want to think about it.

YP - good idea. I will take up your suggestion to have a few tins, but can't have them at hame cos I don't fucking huv wan! Cheers anyway!

3:17 pm  
Blogger Reidski said...

Marc and YP - a follow up. I finally got to sign the contract on my new place at 4pm this afternoon. So why am I blogging? Cos the traffic round here is solid, so I'm waiting till rush hour is over! Oh, and I'm having a gin and tonic.

4:42 pm  
Blogger timesnewroman said...

Voters up here are pure dead stupid by the way, but just wait till you get the ludicrous excuse for democracy that is PR.

Do you know that there are 6 people - yep 6, walking around Baillieston in Glasgow, whose first choice Councillor was the Scottish Socialist Party Candidate and whose second choice was the BNP. WTF?

10:25 pm  
Blogger Reidski said...

TNR - that does not surprise me in the slightest. The lumpen proletariat are just that and both those parties attract interest from this section of the electorate.

2:57 pm  

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