I need to do a post that collects together groovy green album covers!
I’m typing this at roughly 5 am, having woken abruptly from a dream ‘about’ the frustrations of making art, and just communicating generally.
I put about in inverted commas ‘cause God only knows what if anything such dreams are for! And did I awaken cause of the dreams disturbing me, which they kind of were. Because I needed the loo? (I did!) Or was it simply because the YouTube rain video I was using to help me sleep suddenly kicked into an heinous ad’? (It did!)
All of the above, I suppose. And the clock read 4:44! All the fours, as a Bingo-caller might style it…
I had a bottle of Shipyard Ale last night. And I’ve been drinking a bottle or two, mostly that brand, most nights, for a while now. Days are becoming weeks. I know this bugs Teresa. And I’m concerned about it, as well
I also bought a small bottle of Napoleon brandy, yesterday. But I didn’t drink any. That’s gone straight into Teresa’s custardy! To protect me from mice-elf.
It seems to me my body chemistry is so volatile, my will so weak and prone to impulsive behaviour and addiction, and my mind/spirit correspondingly vulnerable, that I’m left caught between my usual lax m.o., and an awareness that some form of Monk-like moral dispensation seems called for.
But… I’m just not that way inclined. As I’ve put into song, I’m a Tumbleweed Soul!
This post is, as the title suggests, something of a middle o’ the night/early morn’ grab-bag or miscellany. I want to record some thoughts and memories that just feel like they need saying, or ‘fixing’… if y’all know what I mean?
First off, I’m having a wee two day break from delivery work. Because we’re going down to London, to visit Teresa’s mum and sister. We’re staying at a nearby AirB&B. I must let our host know our arrival time.
This trip necessitates the payment of two days of ULEZ charges. I have other car related stuff hanging over me: the recent bump, with Aby’s Audi; a parking fine, from Ely Waitrose car park; and Flo’ needs a service.
More happily, I’ve made a charming friend, or two(?), at the Amazon Peterborough depot. Nat. She’s just a really lovely lady. And we appear to have become friends. Which, in this hard, lonely world, is a very nice and welcome thing. Another lady there, Maz (actually Marina!), is also very nice. And I get on well with a few of the guys, as well: Ivan and Keith spring to mind.
I posted a number of Xmas cards yesterday, during a brief visit to the Hostmoor Tesco. Had a very pleasantly friendly interaction with the Customer Service staff there, whilst doing that. These small niceties are, whilst humble and mundane, very important, I think. Such moments make life bearable/better.
I still need to do a stock-take, or inventory, of this years Xmas gifting. I’ve already done so re Xmas cards. I disappointed myself by buying stuff to make Yule cards, and then failing to do so. In the end we just bought a couple of batches of cheap off-the-shelf Xmas cards. Never mind!
Altho’ we’ll be off to Stanmore today, I have a delivery arriving from my Japanese CD/music source, due today. It’s supposed to come ‘twixt 8-12 am, this morning. Teresa wants us to leave around 10.30. How will this work out, I wonder?
This order contains Xmas giftage. I wish I’d’ve thought of something earlier; I’d like to have gifted the Dowland, Complete Lute Music recordings, by Nigel North, to several family folk. But I’ve left it a bit too late!
