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A Title Suggests Itself Then I Forget it

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I really should make notes when I think of these things . . .

Julia completed the stitching on my trousers in quick time – about four times as fast as I had doner my bit, and far neater. She said it’s not perfect but it should do. I pointed out that anyone who was prepared to examine the black stitching in my black trousers from a close enough distance to see it, was unlikely to be worried about the quality of stitching. And if they were that fixated on neatly hemmed trousers, they weren’t the sort of person I wanted to engage in conversation anyway. Life is too short to worry about a bit of stitching. It would be nice, however, if all leg measurements on trousers were accurate. I can alter the waist with a belt but braces, excellent though they are, can’t really make up for an extra couple of inches in the leg.

It’s Thursday already and the visitors have only just caught up on their sleep. Ideally we should now be embarking on a list ot touristy things, but we have to get everything ready for Wedding II, the sequel. I enjoyed Wedding I but I’m not so sure about the festivities and all the jollity and young people that will be at the next one. There are going to be five babies, I’m told, which sounds like the basis of a diabolical musical instrument rather than a fun afternoon.

I envisage a line of children in highchairs, each with a favourite toy. When you want noise, you take the toy away from them. The resulting noise won’t be pretty, but avant-garde music seldom is. I  could be an innovator. Or I could be moments away from being pelted with cheesy pasta by irate parents.

Anyway, got to go now. Grandson calling for company to watch cartoons. I feel it is my duty to help out.

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A Good Night Out

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Well, despite my misgivings, it turned out to be a good night, although I was a bit late due to trouble parking. Maybe I’m more sociable than I think.

We went to Curry 2 Night in West Bridgford and I’d recommend it highly. Good service, good food and not many people there. I don’t like crowds. It’s really a take-away that has fitted itself out as a restaurant so the lack of customers isn’t significant. They had quite a few callers for takeaway so they kept busy.

I had the Aloo Mutter Paneer. I’m not sure it was as hot as the chillis in this recipe suggest. I’m a bit of a wimp these days and select milder options than I used to do.

I drank it with fizzy water.

I really can be quite boring at times.

 

 

 

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When is a Post not a Post?

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I’m off for a curry with my workmates. Being an anti-social sort I’d much rather stay at home but Julia has given me a lecture on working as a team and is making me go.

Well, that’s what she said. There is always the possibility she just wants to get rid of me and spend a quiet night in.

That’s about it. I’m short of things to talk about, as I’ve said before, and this is going to be a very abbreviated post because I’ve also left myself short of time to talk about things.

So, does 100 words talking about the lack of subjects to discuss qualify as a post?

Generally I’d say no. But when I’m trying to post for 100 successive days I’m going to say yes.

And now I’m going for a curry.