What is it with Thursday's. The kitchen always looks like a bomb has hit it , it's not quite the end of the week but it has the feel of the end of the week. I get up with lots to do and wow before I know it the day's gone and nothing much has happened. Oh yes the kitchen will still looks like a bomb has hit it.

The other puzzle is coat hangers ? mine breed , I swear they do one day there is a single free coat hanger the next they are fulling over them selves to get out of the wardrobe where do they all come from? i think there is a machine which overnight duplicates them and rather like the salt mill at the bottom of the sea it's unstoppable.

Packing to go away is another mystery in this house. C has lists all over the place. Me empty suitcase one hour later all done. I work on the principle we are only going to Cornwall not Timbuktu so if I have missed something at least there are shops nearby. unlike our trip to Tresco in February when due to some good advice I packed a load of drink on the advice it cost more there than Glastonbury result, £80.00 excess baggage, so I travel light now. my Father was once caught trying to go on holiday with all his gear in a carrier bag, he only made it passed the bedroom door before mother collared him and repacked everything.

Well the sun's out Finn and Shelagh are busy in the garden, The teeth have at last calmed down I am fed up with strange people putting strange objects down my throat so to speak. the two resident seagulls are trying to make Glastonbury sound like St. Ives but it wont work. I am off shopping it must be a good day.

Odds & sods

A request has appeared on Glastonbury's chat group "A elderly Gentleman to appear in a short You tube video POLE DANCING wearing just a Thong". I have the smile but thong alas no. Quite what this is all about I have no idea, the request was from a local estate agent, trade must be bad.

I had a baking session this am. I felt the apple pie and motherhood come over me, or was it the smell of ripe bananas , what ever they are now in a cake with a splash of Brandy, just I do assure you to keep it moist.

the weather has changed again, soon though the golden sands of Cornwall beckon and its lay back with a good book, large Vodka martinis and eat, sleep and be merry time.

Talking of books I seem to be hooked on Diaries, is it the nosy parker side of me coming out, anyway I did find they make a good read. C thinks its a sort of secret longing to lead that sort of life style, quite what he means I have no idea. The trouble is the books are piling up again and I hate to get rid of any.

Is this a new quantum theory

I have a problem. I do not know what the explanation is and alas I do not know any scientist who is prepared to take the matter up for me but there must be a answer. How far down the rear of a teenage boy can the jeans go before they slide off . They seem to be getting lower and lower and there has to be a point when they will not stay up any more. If you find saggers as I am told they are called erotic you will like me be interested in this answer. Do the manufactures make them in a particular way . I once wore a pair of jeans which were one size to big and had to resort to braces as they were in danger of falling down and they were not comfortable to wear.

Well the little Reggie has almost finished all the work I had for him. He has been first class and I am more than pleased with what he has done. I will miss him and the musical sounds which emanate from his metal filled mouth. I do understand that these braces are excellent in the result they produce and further more have a strange fascination from young females but I am glad I come from an age when they were considered to American for the likes of a south London street kid.

Interesting Weekend

Saturday the sun shone. the market in Wells was busy and after doing a big shop at Sainsbury's with the sister lunch. But in the evening my ears were assaulted by an Abba sound a like group with what also sounded like fake accents at the concert in the Abbey grounds. It was horrendous, but worse was to follow. Status Quo followed. Now I am not a dinosaur but Pop groups do have sell by date and this group has reached it as far as I am concerned. They have made their dosh then go away and enjoy it. Also I do not know why they were even there. Michael told the town yonks ago pop at Pilton Light and Classical music in the Abbey. Fine so why do we have an ageing pop group now. it was a sell out. Sunday again excellent weather just perfect. we have not seen old friends for that last four years whilst I have been in the chair at county so it was an evening of catching up on gossip, food, drink and music. Aled Jones compered and all his groupies were out in force. The music was not bad, pot boilers from the classics and of course Land of Hope at the end.

As the garden is almost at the top of the valley that points down to the stage we hear every thing so have no need to go to the Abbey. The highlight is of course the fireworks at the end which are excellent, first prize for them Michael. So to sum the weekend up 6/10. Now all I have to do is get the blxxdy teeth sorted out and all will be well.

Friends and Conservationist

Well what a difference a day makes. hey that's a good first line for a song, I must work on it. Yesterday Friday we had the annual Conservation and friends drinks and walk a round the garden party. The sun shone and the garden thanks to C. Shelagh and Finn looked fantastic.

The lines of another poem came to mind at one point.

Aloft in heavenly mansion WC1 lives an ageing playboy by the name of Darcy Honeybun.
A Ganymede pours the drink so plenty and Darcy behaves the way he did at twenty.

Well it was Glastonbury not WC1 and a garden not heavenly mansions, but I guess Alex could be described as a Ganymede.

The toothache has sort of gone but it's still there in the background, I do hope it goes and I don't have another spell of head back and drills in the mouth.

Pain and Rain go away

Well I ended up at the dentist and it was a case of this tooth or this tooth so we decided on on of the two. Now I have to wait until the jungle juice wears off and see if we got it right, if not back tomorrow for another go. I am glad its a NHS dentist this could cost a fortune.

Well last night weather forecast warm sunny day. IT RAINED I am sure that some day the sun will shine.

Its open evening for the Conservation Society and friends tomorrow. I just hope its going to be fine.

It's been a real August day warm sun , the smell of fresh cut grass, Dicky birds singing, well magpies don't sing but the others chirp nicely. the only thing that's wrong is i have a toothache

I have had this little hottie working for me over the past two weeks building web sites. these kids are just so clever, one moment it's a blank screen the next there is a web site done. We have now http://www.teamsomerset500club.co.uk/ , http://www.coombehouse.org/ , now we have http://www.mendipinbloom.org.uk/ and http://www.glastonburyinbloom.org.uk/ all still being built but very good and all long over due.

I went to the community transport offices today at the showground. The evangelists New Wine summer camp is still on but Oh dear last nights rain has not helped, it will soon be a quagmire, rather them than me, they all seemed happy though.

The town still looks good and the baskets seem to get bigger every day , September 17th seems a long way off to wait for the results but I will have to be patient.

The Garden Opens

The great day has ended. Posters were placed, signs went up ,Shelagh put up the plant stall, Finn turned up at the eleventh hour to do some last minute mowing, Nick turned up with luscious cakes Donna and Minow her lovely daughter to serve them. What is it that people just like a cup of tea and a piece of cake when they go and visit a garden. C. rushed around putting signs up in the garden, Tolly helped out and the sister turned up to take the money. I placed myself in the kitchen and made piles of smoked salmon sandwiches for lunch. Then at 2pm the gate opened and it was curtain up time. For us the sun shone but it seemed else where it rained so only 70 paying people turned up but with young people I suppose about 100 over all. Not good but then again the car parks were fall and no one could park in the town as the goddesses were still around at their gathering. Will we do it again next year? I don't know, if we do it will be for the NGS and the Yellow Book. Now August stretches forth and I do hope for sunny days.

Well it was a very wet day. we went to Wells as usual and got wet. I like Wells market on a Saturday the whole atmospher is great. There are lots of stalls and most stall holders know me by name which also makes a very plesant visit. i used to buy lots of books there but alas the stall holder martin can not get stock therse days.

Shopping with the sister. weekends have a set routine which is comfortable. Some would find it boaring but I like it.

later this evening the sun returned and lit up bushy Coombe so all looks good for sunday.