Taking my finger off the self-destruct button

Wordsmith

Thank you for your concern for Brian.

I picked him up yesterday evening. Well, most of him, a couple of his boy bits got left behind in a bin somewhere. He was very subdued last night and kept falling over. The vet said he wouldn't fancy eating, but he [STRIKE]manfully[/STRIKE] dragged himself out to the kitchen like the brave soldier he is and started nibbling on the dog's biscuits, so he was allowed some meat. His leg was still giving him a lot of trouble, but thankfully the xray showed there was no break, so now we have to wait and see. He's got antibiotics - in liquid form because the vet said that there's no way I'd get a tablet in him because he's such a "feisty little chap" - I didn't dare ask him how he found this out - I think they may have had words at some point during the day.

This morning he is still a bit down in the dumps, but he is putting a bit of weight on his leg. I was going to bring him into work but decided in the end that he'd be more comfortable at home, so he's shut in. That does mean that mama cat is shut out (along with bully boys), but there are plenty of warm farm buildings around she can kip in. Unfortunately I won't get in until 9 or so this evening and can't slip away to check on him.

AND the little blighter owes me €130!

Wordsmith

SA, did you get your new cooker yesterday? What was your first meal using it?

miggy

Poor old Brian! I had to laugh, though, at your description!

Sounds as though he's on the mend, though, doesnt it?

DDpimp

Im sorry to say thats just so wrong and im glad poor Brian didnt hear you say it.Every time I see his name I think of Famly Guy.(am this simpathetic due to the fact Im male?)I feal for you Brian buddy.

startagain_2

Wordsmith wrote: »

SA, did you get your new cooker yesterday? What was your first meal using it?

Hi Hun,

What a carry on - Carry On Chaos by the sound of it. Poor Brian, in pain and humiliated at the same time. Still at least he wont be able to pass on his unusual characteristics....

Yep, the cooker has arrived and yet again the delivery crew were outstanding. My garden path has four steps, then two up to the front door and then a flight of 12 stairs, swiftly followed by a "youey" at the top to get to the kitchen. They didn't bat an eyelid (are you listening A*gos?) and the new one was in and the old one out in the blink of an eye. I shall have to get used to a ceramic hob though - my old cooker still had the old raised plates on it.
I was a bit concerned about the electrician (cheap - friend of a friend) as he seemed to be a cross between Candid Camera and a "Should have gone to Specsavers" ad - but it hasn't blown up yet....
I gave them the delivery crew a bag of choccy each and they were chuffed....
My first meal was chicken curry and it was marvellous MrT loves the tinted glass door as he can just stand there and tell himself how handsome he is!

A very hectic day yesterday so I am just coasting through today... Oops, I forgot, I am off to meet a lady this afternoon who has too many horses than she can cope with and has asked if I can help school and exercise them. I am off to "meet and greet" her - I will let you know how it goes.

I am trying to get stuck into the latest Jilly Cooper book (such a fan) and so I have just bought a bottle of the extortionately priced eye spray to revive my tired eyes so I can read a few chapters. I think I may need new glasses - more expense.

Hugs

SA

savingwannabe

I just popped in to catch up with an old friend. I started reading about Brian. Am relieved (I think) that he is not a person but he must be in agony poor flower. I am sorry you lost your friend too Wordsmith.

Horace

Sorry to hear about your friend Wordsmith.

You have had me howling with laughter at the thought of illiterate Patrick and his porno mags and Brian with his trip to the V E T. Just what I needed today.

My new business is formed and already on the first page of Google. I was telling an accountant last night all about it and Mr Grumblepants could only say that the formation agents must have done it wrong because it costs more than £17.39 which is what I paid to form a company, if I went through him it would cost £300. What Mr Grumblepants hasn't grasped is that I have all the necessary paperwork and my accountant has approved my business plan and helped me with the formation agent in the first place.

Today has been a mainly good day, I got dressed to the nines for a proper business meeting and came away with more work where I get a share of the profits:j what was bad was a meeting a particularly odious little man. This guy is an MD of a large networking company and me being brought up proper like (excuse the dodgy dialect) went over to say hello after my meeting (the meeting was in a casino and he had been speaking at his own event which had ended half an hour before). At first he muttered that he had manflu so I jokingly said that I had better not stand near him, then he continued to play with his mobile phone when I was talking to him to the point I had to remind him that he was being spoken too, he then said that he had no interest in anything that I had to say and I was quite taken aback to be honest with you. Then the twitter hatefest started although he didnt dare mention my name - saying that I had posted rude comments about him on his own forum, not once have I ever said anything bad about him directly but I have asked questions how things. Unfortunately, he cannot grasp that when someone offers constructive criticism or asks a question that he doesnt like or doesn't know the answer too, that we are all neg heads. To that extent he did put a slight blot on my morning.

On another good note, I bought a pair of shoes on my way back to the bus stop (had caught one bus to the centre of town because I was too idle to walk down Broad Street - I had a daysaver ticket) - I nipped into the Scholl shoe shop inside House of Fraser because I saw some shoes last week that I thought were rather nice, I went back today and although they didnt have the black pair in my size (why do assistants offer a size under the one you have asked for..do they expect your feet to miraculously shrink to fit?) but they had a grey pair and they were reduced in the sale:j Now I have a pair of comfy shoes that I can stand all day in and walk around in without getting achy feet.

I had to turn down some work yesterday, I had been asked to do some work for an international speaker and I had said that I would do it, but realised that I had bitten off more than I could chew so had to let him know that I couldn't do it, I thought I would let him know sooner rather than later and I have agreed to help find someone who can help him. I hate turning work down but I have realised that I literally cannot do everything.

Wordsmith

Hello everyone. Thanks for calling in. Thanks to the posters.

I'm glad your work is moving forward well, Horace - sounds like it's going great guns - it's a bummer having to turn work down, but a great testament to how well you are doing if you can't fit it in.

I am most jealous about your horse looking after, SA. But very, very pleased for you if it comes off. I was a keen rider in my youth, then stopped for a while, then went back to it in my thirties (and I have to say that I didn't remember riding being so physically challenging - I was getting out of breath and I wasn't even the one doing the running), then got divorced and had to stop again. Then I tried a couple of odd hacks in my forties and seriously had to think about moving to a bungalow - my legs, oh my legs (thank goodness I didn't go to see a vet about them). It wasn't the legs themselves, but the tendons (or something) that make sure they don't fall off the torso. They obviously hadn't been stretched for some time ! I would love to take up riding again, but not until I can do it regularly and so get back into shape so I can start enjoying it.

I just came to the diaries for a quick peek at what has been happening because I didn't realise how immersed I had been in work for the last week or so. It was brought home to me this morning when I went to my underwear drawer (actually, I have to admit to it being more of an underwear pile as usually it doesn't get as far as the drawer) and found rather belatedly that I had run out of knickers. I didn't even have my emergency knickers (the ones I don't like so wear only when I have run out of everything else) because I had to wear them the last time I did a load of washing. I am not going to tell you how I have resolved this tricky matter, but I will say it is a good job I am not going to see the osteopath today.

I have to get back to work as I have a book that must go back today, but I hope tomorrow to get back to give an update on my many other failures during the week.

Brian is doing well, thanks for your concern. He is back to being as annoying as ever.

Hope you all are well.

savingwannabe

Oh Wordsmith. You are soo funny. I am sorry if i ran out of knickers i would stay in my pjs and not go out! I would ask all my friends for spare pairs and if they were too big i would safety pin them to fit! Good luck petal.

miggy

savingwannabe wrote: »

Oh Wordsmith. You are soo funny. I am sorry if i ran out of knickers i would stay in my pjs and not go out! I would ask all my friends for spare pairs and if they were too big i would safety pin them to fit! Good luck petal.

I love reading whatever you write! I managed to drench an underwear-and-socks drawer in juice a few weeks ago. Well, the juice tipped over on top and ran down a crack so of course I checked the drawer and the socks I pulled out were dry so I didn't worry about the rest. Then the next morning I realised I must have found the driest pair and all the pairs I actually like were damp and smelled of mangoes.

There is probably a club for people like us... a secret one...

(SW - PJs are a great idea, very tempting though perhaps not for business meetings).