Friday, February 13, 2009

Friday the 13th

Quite an odd day. Jabba was home as his skool had an insect day or summat. Tomster went off to skool as normal. Bro in law Mike came over to discuss the plan vis a vis making EVM Towers fit for it's princess & that. Mucho notes made & mucho consultation with said princess required. Plan is now to start mit der entrance hall & gallery as dats da big job & we can get on with that whilst we await the new bedroom window. That should be measured this weekend & ordered next week. About 10 days before it's ready so probably 2/3 weeks before it goes in. Hopefully will have done the hall by then.

Princess H. came & collected da boys, Tom had training & that. H agreed to go look at some paint on Tues as she was free, hurrah. Tea was jacket spud with cottage cheese on it's final eat by date. Which was nice. Settled down to watch "Run fat boy run" a buffday pressie on DVD format. Very good it was as well. Early to bed as I planned to get up early. Seem to be wide awake at 3 or 4am at the moment. Knackered, stressed but wide awake, brain thinking too much me thinks.

No training for the U8s today as the council want to save the pitches for matches. Does enable me to travel to Tom's away game after all. I seemed to have been left out of the travel plans until training was called off. Bum. Anyway can't wait it's the team they just lost to & they have a coach who marched onto the pitch near the end of the last game & declared "can't wait to get this lot to our home pitch, we will kick them off the park". Clearly whatever qualifications he has the part on child welfare passed him by. I pointed out he was threatening 12 year olds & it disintegrated from there. Was I surprised? Er no, he's been like this for 3 years. The team was thrown out of the league last year as a result of some sideline rumpus. They merely came back as another club & he's still there, whether officially or not. Brilliant.

Wished H a happy Valentine's Day via the means of text & she replied in kind. Promised to take her cards over later. She ignored that bit. Ooops merely a jest on my part my sweet.

I know, I know give it time, it's not yet been a week. I really do miss my smiling happy wife.

Right off for tea, a hearty breaky & some stripping. Oooer mrs.

Pips
Dave

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