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Friday, 22 October 2010

The Captain's Log.

One of those mornings where I swear I connected to the universe while cycling. I feel more normal now, thank you...although my sense of normality is apparently not normal. 
Told off in the group for making faces while I play , How do you stop that?  Time to go, gremlins at work here...

Monday, 18 October 2010

Visible dog, invisible owner....eeerk?

Dog is back howling next door. I am trapped behind the doorbell...well, actually I probably will not answer as Invisible Wife only rings the bell when she wants a). cigarettes. b).just a bottle of wine for Henry's breakfast. c). A loan to buy a Ryanair ticket.

The wind is roaring so cannot whizz off on the bike.

The first feeding of wild cat on the other side of the house went well. After three keys I got into the sunroom where cat has access to, but on leaving couldn't get the key out of sunroom door. Some sort templistic ritual required to rotate key and handle at same time. The dream team are going to try and fix it later this morning,
Eric (cat owner married to reiki master) also left me with all the keys to the pools he cleans. I remember a period of eight years where I owned one key. It was great. The animal in the illustration lived in the same village.

Sunday, 17 October 2010

Channeling...channeling

eeergg...where did this come from? If anyone knows how to make the image bigger when posting so you don't have to click to enlarge...let me know. It used to give me an option. Demons in the air.

Sinbad

The last of the summer people are leaving and the street strangely deserted. The television next door still flickers at night in an empty house. The padlock on the gate has moved. The potted geraniums have gone. Where is the invisible wife and her dog? It's really giving me the creeps. How is it possible to live in a small town and not have any friends at all?

My friend Bean is expecting her hoard of children and grandchildren. I certainly would like to be a granny one day but I suspect my one and only will not have a kid until she has won a Nobel prize in neuro-biologial-alien-genetic immune systems.

I'm not sure I like this time of year after all.