Sunday 24 February 2013

testing, testing, one, two, three, testing... is anybody out there?...

 strange, very strange, (the orford ness)
pic http://jennyantillsblog.blogspot.co.uk

Christine is festering in the garage...

I miss having her around the house, to contemplate over a beer...

mostly there isn't a mobile signal , some may find that a blessing...

the local roads are covered in pig shit and road salt...

you do get bigger bones for your dog here...

the laptop went pop, just as the broadband was installed...

used all the logs I bought feeding the log burner...

got a new iMac and found it won't run my old software...

junked the (two) storage heaters and bought rads to get some heat... 

took johnnie to the vets and they removed a lump on his neck... 
(he's OK, its not malignant, thank fuck)

my first cleaning job on monday, two months since moving here...

eaten crab, pheasant, smoked hams, glorious pork, smoked kippers...

and drunk a lot of Adnams bitter...

its not all bad, not bad at all...







6 comments:

WhitelinePsycho said...

Great news about the wee hound, nosh sounds wonderful, hope you're enjoying the locale . . . and the local.

grant said...

Ah, welcome back... now I see why you haven't been posting... too busy tucking into the local grub and knocking back the golden throat charmer...all is forgiven...

arcadian said...

aahh, the 'golden throat charmer', you chaps do have the most descriptive phrases, good to hear from you both, life at times have been unexpectedly difficult and different.
The sky here is big, at night the the stars are bright and the world is very quiet.
The roads will clear soon and Christine can shake off her garage torpor and make some noise.
Cheers.
Beer is best...

Tibbs said...

Are you going to putt along to Beaky's in April Trev?

arcadian said...

yes tibbsy, probably on 4 wheels though , see you there I hope

Tibbs said...

Will do.