Where to begin….
Lucky Me
It’s been a strange old week. I have been bombarded with so much good news in the last 7 days that I am now scared to leave the house in case it all comes to a crashing end.
First of all. Bank charges. We all hate them. Some us are sufficiently bad at manageing their finances that they are a regular feature of our lives. A few weeks ago, things came to a head and I sent a crappy, angry Email to my bank protesting about the ridiculous nature of it all. Charging someone £30 for going £2.70 overdrawn. Whether its because the regulators are in the process of sorting all out or maybe because it was just my lucky week, I don’t know, but on Friday I got a huge wadge of cash paid back into my account under the heading “refund of fees”.
On Saturday, flushed with my success and financial status, I bought a scratchcard and won £9.
Home in time to watch The National. Unfornately, my luck had ended and Liberthine didn’t bring me yet more untold wealth. Not so for my mother who had £5 on the winner….
Garden Part 2
I had hoped to bring you exciting news and photographs showing me spraying my fence with my new sprayer. But it rained. So I can’t.
Look out for that sometime soon why don’t you..
Flickr
Although I still champion Flickr and all its wonderness, I am getting a little sick of comments by wankers. Sorry to be blunt but it seems that some people seem to spend all day prowling round Flickr looking for photos of places they recognise and then sending comments and messages along the lines of (adopt nerdy anorak voice) “I assume you are aware that the woods in your photo are in fact NOT Badgers Wood…” or “I was always under the impression that the railway bridge travels into North Devon and not over the Tamer as you indicate in you hurried caption”. Wankers.
Among the groups I belong to on Flickr, there is one called Dover. Now to myself and all of you reading this, this means Dover in Kent in ENGLAND. This crazy idea is re-inforced by a picture of THE WHITE CLIFFS OF FREEKIN’ DOVER next to the group title. Despite this, some yankocentric idiot keeps posting pictures of Dover somewhere in the States. This also happens with the Plymouth group I belong to. Endless photos of bloody antique american cars. Wankers.
Of course little fella , everyone that makes these stupid comments , is always 100% perfect all of the time.
Are you able to respond to these tedious ****tards with something along the lines of, “You are a tedious ****tard. These pics are for mine and others enjoyment. They are not part of the National Archives. Please **** off and annoy your mother, who I am confident you still live with.”