I figure that I have 2 duties in life. One is to worry and the other is not to worry. So if I look confused it's because I am thinking.
Actually, I have been thinking a lot this week. Firstly I don't think I want to retire now? With my partner at work, it has been an extremely boring week. Ok, I have made the effort and been out and done things and not sat slumped in front of the box. But blinking heck, there are only so many Garden Centres and shops you can look at without going brain dead. If I hear another woman go 'ooooh that's nice' to every inanimate object they see, then I shall go mad?
It happened to day. The old dear was dragging her hubby round the begonias and every other word was 'oooh that's nice'. I just stopped myself pointing at a bit of fluff on the floor, prodding her and saying.......well, you know!!!!
I also noticed scores of unmarried mothers, pushing their babies around town. The proverbial fag in one hand and a tattoo saying 'I love Desmond' on the other. maybe they should have more than one name and the tattoo should say 'Delete as applicable'???
Ok, I people watch. I enjoy it, but it also winds me up. Two teenage girls sat in front at the coffee shop bragging about how they stole a bra from M and S. then complaining that it did not fit??? No doubt that will be posted all over Facebook tonight?
So I never thought I would say it, but....roll on work?
Just to cheer you all up I have also enclosed a photo of old 'Compo's gravestone. Actually when I took the photo, I touched it and said
'Ooooh that's nice!!!!
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