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Mental meanderings of an old man

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Saturday, March 24, 2007

Bored, bored, bored.

I don’t know why I bother blogging at the weekend; people blog less during these two days than at any other time. Probably because they have better things to do than waste their free time. I read somewhere that blog reading wastes more man-hours than time of work due to illness, so far from being free it probably costs the taxpayer billions of pounds.

Any way I thought I would come into work, it’s a short hop from the train station where I dropped my friend of this morning. She is going down to London for the week, sort of as family break, she doesn’t see her parents often these days. I was invited to go with her and sample the delights of our capital city, I declined, I hate the place. I suppose I should really be at home cleaning, god knows the place needs it. A friend who came round the other day suggested I run the Hoover over the kitchen carpet. He looked confused when I told him that I had genuine imitation wood flooring not carpet and he kept rubbing the side of his shoe backwards and forwards on the floor until he was rewarded with a small patch of imitation wood flooring. Why don’t people believe you?

The bathroom is a minefield of empty bleach bottles, used toilet roll centres soap boxes and toothpaste tubes. A blue peter presenter could make a small entertainment centre and hotel complex out of that lot.
I will make a start on it Sunday, maybe. Perhaps I should get a maid, It would be nice to have something in a size ten, with blonde hair, big boobs and dumb as a piss stone pottering around the old family pile. I can just see her wobbling across the living room in high heels flicking a duster, pouting and saying “Oh Mr D don’t be silly, I don’t need wages, just sing to me pleeeeeeeeease”. She could wear one of those little short French maid outfits, I think Iv got one somewhere, I think I have a feather duster too that doubles as a whip.

So here I sit in my office surrounded by empty coffee cups and mountains of faxes imploring me to buy or rent; Water vendor, office humidifier, import containers, new car, or even a new fax machine so that I can get yet more of this shit uninvited down the phone line. You can’t stop them either. Phoning the number they provide for doing just that is a waste of time, and money, not to mention a waste of printer toner.

Its times like this that I long for the sun and the Aegean Sea of Greece, oh well, one day.

Labels: aegean sea, Bored, fax, greece, london marathon, office, train

posted by Dave G at 10:52 am

6 Comments:

Blogger I, Like The View said...

*whistling cheerfully*

finally! someone who blogs at weekends

excellent

hmmm, think I need to do some chores tho, reading about your house reminded me about my own failings in the housekeeping department

will keep me from boredom on a Saturday night tho. . .

cheerio!

9:51 pm  
Blogger KAZ said...

I've gone on about lack of weekend blogging before. I suppose it's a bit of a secret activity which not everyone can do in the 'family home'.
But if you haven't got a family what's to stop you?
I like London - just so expensive to get there. Much cheaper to fly to Spain

1:43 pm  
Blogger Dave G said...

I like the view
I blog at weekends because I have no life...boo hoo

2:52 pm  
Blogger Dave G said...

Kaz
Always wanted a secret activity, not quite what I had in mind though. Spain Ahhh Spain

2:54 pm  
Blogger savannah said...

hello! read your comments on kaz' site (found her via tony/everton) i am in the depths of evasion and have been all weekend...so, yours has been a good read/excuse...be well

*i'm 57, so it's nice to read someone older than myself for a change*

11:52 pm  
Blogger Dave G said...

Savannah
Thank you for your kind comments, however I take exception to being referred to as “someone older than myself” and guard my dwindling years with gusto (I as forty nine for three years) and am now the same age as you. I am intrigued as to what it is your evading, could it be the world? I have been dodging that issue for years. Be well

10:50 am  

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