Good evening Bloggets, I’m back from a day in the big
office. I was asked to give a talk this morning and then just catch ups and so
on.
We had a funny driver this morning for the long drive to
work. Gosh, he did have me a little anxious bless him. Hub was in the front
with the Little Fella, and I was in the back with Waggatail. The amount of room
that I had, was crazy and I was thinking how much, or little room does Hub and
LF have? I have long legs and there was room for a suitcase in front of me…
The driver kept talking to Hub each time he did this; he
turned his head towards Hub. I was thinking heck, look at the road? Now I know
there are some Bloggets who will now be wondering how I knew about him looking
towards Hub. I get asked this a lot not how do I know about my taxi driver
looking at Hub, smile, but how do I know when someone is looking at something?
Or in our case someone. Well, their voice comes from a different direction!
But then I said something to him and thought, oh heck. As he
turned right around to answer me. Lordi Lord. I didn’t speak to him after that
but he kept asking me questions and even when I spoke to Hub, he still turned
around to join in with what I had to say, so in the end I kept quiet and
observed him as he spoke with Hub. He is
a regular driver but I have never known him be so vocal and so excitable. Yep,
you read correctly. Excitable.
Well, as our journey progressed. There was a competition on
the radio. Next thing, the car is pulled over we come to a stop and he’s on the
phone answering the blooming quiz. Hahaha.
Thirty five minutes later, we learn that he is right. So as
we pulled up safely, into the carpark I asked him what he would win. He
answered nothing. Hehehe what?
Really?
Why?
OK I know it’s great to have a quiz that people enter for
fun, values and all that, but to be driving a taxi and pull over to call the
station to not be in for a chance to win anything?
Our girl returns home today so all’s well that ends well.
Hub has a few more grey hairs but it’s OK.
I did my day four, or night four of not eating supper. So
pleased happy proud. If I haven’t lost a single lb this Saturday. I will be
gutted. I mean, it has to be doing some good, right? Normally I would have four
slices of toast before bed. I ache at nights for food some say it gets easier,
really? When? Hub is off on one of his healthy hobbies again. No cheese, like
me no supper but three times a day when he isn’t at work, he is in the gym!
Once though when he is at work, and for about forty minutes. Uu’uu’rrg mad?
Hub up silly hour
tomorrow on a train again so leaves the house about seven gets home just after
six, gosh I remember the days as will my old Bloggets of just two years plus
ago when he said bye bye on a Monday and I wouldn’t see him for seven ten even
14 days. Gosh, I can’t even read those blogs, as I feel every emotion.
As my US cousins are waiting to see who will be their next president
and we wait to see if we are going to be part of Europe. How do I feel about
that? Well, according to what I understand, to stay in Europe costs the UK £55,000000
per week and we receive thirty million, so we are spending twenty five million
pounds over the top to stay in Europe. As for the negatives? Well, there is the
Eurovision song contest but to be honest we have been voted last almost for the
past few years so I don’t think it will make much difference us leaving? Smile.
I did gasp last night watching the news as a Polish guy said
he works here, claims allowances and sends it back to his wife and children in
Poland so our tax payers are paying for people living abroad the bit where I
gasped, was another Polish guy has lived over here for some years and said he doesn’t
want to pay for anymore Polish people to come over… Really, wow. Talk about
helping your neighbour?
They say things like milk will become expensive. Well,
firstly how the cows are treat or should that be teat? In countries where the milk comes to us at
such a low price and if it is cheaper to send milk from abroad, our farmers must
be too greedy, or is it the wellbeing of the animals we are paying for?
I would love good old
fashioned Great Britain back to where we had manners and we spoke such good and
correct English, but somehow leaving the EU won’t have any influence over that.
OK I’m so cold I’m going to turn up the heating and watch
some TV. We have all been fed; no doubt boy wonder will be going out later on.
So Hub and I will chill.
Tomorrow is another day I’m sure I will have a funny story
for you as I have a visitor. Later gators with love.
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