Thursday was a long day

A wee bit tired this morning.

Despite not going out to work yesterday I spent most of the day either on the computer or doing paperwork, and was still in my housecoat at 3 p.m. Anyway, then went to bank ( Hi Christine), shops etc, had tea , before going to masonic meeting at Dalkeith.

Well done to big Ian for his new position for this year, he snever stops, between his work on the taxis, his radio job with Black Diamond, and everything else.

Andy Brash had bad toothache having lost a crown from his tooth, not very nice. Anyway , chaps were ingood form and it was an excellent evening.

Sparky Mark, called late on, so he is still in one piece having survived five days of work without destroying any dwellings occupied by "homo sapien".

This mornings letter to Bob
Morning Bob,

you know Bob, we men just cannot win can we?

Yesterday I went to the shops to get some messsages, popped into the supermarket, great, not a soul at the checkouts with two operators sitting chatting, BUT BUT, by the time I had scooted round there were queues, so they called for another operator and of course folks were then diving across for the other till to open. Anyway, decided to buy Ann some fowers to replace the ones I bought in August for our anniversary, as the heads had dropped off. Got home and she said, "what have you been up to, these are only the second bunch of flowers you have ever bought me" ( not true), then , out the blue - " you have never taken me on a date in 37 years ! Whats that all about ?
However I won some wee bottles of perfume in a raffle last night and she liked them.

Otherwise, this styleaphone thing, whatever happened to the comb and Izal paper, its demise started with the introduction of quilted toilet paper, or the Gzzuu. (There is now a new styleaphone on the market which you can play along with your MP3 player)

OK , time to bash on, must be at Sportsmans early to see the Bellhaven engineers and find out what got flooded last night during Robbie the Koala huggers shift.