Fun Lovin Friday

The week is just going too slowly!

I'm seeing the Fun Lovin' Criminals on Friday night at Shepherds Bush, and I can't wait!

This is the first of many gigs of the year, and if it goes anything like the first of last year, I expect I'll have a properly excellent time.

The company will be that of one of my favourites, it'll be Friday (best day of the week), and come hell, high-water, death, disease and bloody pestilence, I'M GOING!!!

Let the ten plagues come; I will still be found in the company of Huey (or is it Hughie) and his mates, in Shepherds Bush.

Now I may have put some class of death-wish on the proceedings by even writing this, so don't tell anyone ok?

Not real...........SURELY???

I was sent this picture, and it is supposedly a very nasty beast that runs around the Iraq desert at night.

It bites, apparently.

Now I am fully aware of all the goings on with photos, and how they can be enhanced and messed with, and downright invented, so I want your wordly opinions on this bad boy.

I should say, and you may well observe yourself, this is two of them. One appears to be lunching on the other....which is nice.

Everybody needs good neighbours

And I have been truly blessed with two of mine, in the form of Lyndsey and her amazing daughter, Shannon.

They move out tomorrow, after nearly 6 years of sharing a little bit of daily life.

I am really happy for Lyndsey, as she has been sharing a meticulously kept one bedroom flat with Shannon, and the time has come where she could benefit from some kind of life of her own.

She's a great mum, who has worked hard and taken the blows of life on the chin, with optimism and fortitude, and I have a pile of respect with her name on it.

As for Shannon, she is a dynamic, unique, marvellous spirit, and it has been my pleasure entirely to see this little girls bonny face light up when she sees me.
She is tireless in her posting of little cards and sweets and home made gifts through the door, often with a ton of still-wet glue and glitter!

Lyndsey has seen my son grow from boy to young man, and Shannon was my neighbour before she was even born; I've seen her toddling along, and now to school, so it really feels like the end of an era.

I was so happy to have them here at Christmas time too, and Shannon's energy and joy at all things, really was wonderful to be around.

I shall miss them both, very much.

I am happy to report that they will not be far away, but of course, it cannot possibly be the same as it's been.

Who else will give me such silly pleasure, as they did this evening, by knocking on the door and finding a giggling little girl, wrapped up like a gift, in newspaper?!

I wish them love and luck.

Hours of fun!

I don't know whether to be repulsed or amused by this mucky little monkey!

I'd say he looks bored, wouldn't you?

Hush my mouth!

As seems to be a trend in my life of late (with boring regularity, as it happens) my plans have been royally scuppered!

I am not going to Egypt in March now, and I am just a wee bit sick.

I have to be totally fair though, and say that H has to come home before I am booked to go there.

Her parents have both been ill and are older folks, and I think there are some other issues, but we'll talk about those when we meet up. I think she's lonely and a bit lost.

I'm a bit worried about her, and cannot actually call her and check that she is ok.

Buggeration!

Tired but happy

I am knackered!

Every limb aches, my finger ends are bruised and my knees are red raw.

No, I did not spend the weekend at an S & M club, I was decorating the bathroom.

Started saturday morning, finished last night.

I've done a pretty good job all round, but my main reason for being just about as pleased as Punch himself, is that I also laid the flooring on my own.

It's not a big space, but it's got some weird arsed ideas about what constitutes a straight wall, has some corners that a mouse would struggle to manouvre in holding anything longer than a grain of rice, and a floor so uneven, it can usually only be found in the 'House of Fun' !

Believe me, this is the only time the word 'fun' could ever appear in text regarding this subject.

I feel Six is here with me, in spirit, as I bathe my blistered hands and try to bring comfort to these crying bones!

Spot the Kayfer

This picture was taken in the summer of 1975, when the whole class of girls were bridesmaids for our lovely teacher.

As you can see, we were all dressed identically, and the grown-up ladies at the back, are her sister and best friend.

The boys in our class didn't get all the finery, but we were all treated to a Punch & Judy show, and we had crisps, and there were gifts for us all after the wedding!

I kept the posie I was carrying, for years and years, but they were only paper and it fell horribly apart in the end. I can still name most of the people in the photo, and am in vague touch with one of them

She was a wonderful teacher as I recall, very kind and really pretty, with long, lustrous dark hair.

She became Mrs Pater, but I can no longer remember her maiden name. Her first name is Ann.

She actually taught all of my mum's children, except my sister, and came to one of my brother's weddings many, many years later.

Anyway, I am the one who is standing at her right elbow (as you look at the picture) but had to be at the front of the procession that walked her down the aisle, because I was the shortest!



Yes , yes......only the girls at the front are kneeling!

Kayfer's 3 Wish List

Wish 1. A nice The Girlie, for The Boy.

He recently said he feels it's time he pursued a girlfriend, but also said that he cannot actually be bothered......it's not the getting one he can't be arsed with, it's the keeping them - too high maintenance.

Well I hope that he comes across a girl soon, who does not get on his tits, who can understand his calm and seemingly aloof soul and see that still waters run deep, who doesn't get excited when it's not all going her way.
A girl who's calm and collected and tries hard to do the right thing, and is also young enough, but smart enough, not to need too much from it at this stage in life.

A bit like him really.

Repeat the above x 2, and that's me done.