back on sunday.
15.4.09
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120409 easter special
so, i hear you cry, wherefore has life of a dog been? over two weeks without a proper post i'm sure has left you feeling lost and stuff, so i'll try and make this an extra bumper and cryptic post. if i don't, well, you get what you pay for. this might be long so why not have a cup of tea. although you might have finished reading by the time the kettle boils. made a decision? sitting comfortably? then i'll begin.
so we shall begin with the ever so civilised visit to what could be called pieces by eight, an art exhibition slightly above the glowing 'take courage' sign we all know and love if you live near new cross. this was then followed the next morning by a not so inspiring visit to the place where no working man sets foot for a 13 week review and an application to the other side of the desk.
my apologies for seemingly fastfowarding through events so long ago, one dog can only remember so many things. and the tape of life does all too often get chewed up by the proverbial player (time) without capturing aids such as solid film or commitment to diary.
SO suddenly the weekend was upon us even though every day is so, and it was up to the centre of the big smoke for various errands, made more pleasant by a chance encounter with a kangaroo and a rendezvous with clerkenwell. 10 points if you spotted a new character, there will be more.
forty eight hours later, to skip past a blurry saturday, and it was up to birmingham for a token visit less than a stones throw from where last your favourite blogger stayed with 3 other partners in crime. certainly a blast from the past considering the disappearance of the two that aren't mousey.
back on track with the memory banks now, the beginning of the week brought singing lesson followed by a quick hang five with jammy dodger, flowera and lbc. but with monday being busy on the phone to sunday it was time to give tuesday a long call.
up at 15 minutes before dawn, it was straight on the bus to sidcup. after a test in movement voice singing and playing and an hour waiting to be shot, this canine escaped the chop to be given the lovely gift of one months waiting.
howbeit, there was no time for fussing as robin and i hit the high road for 7 miles all the way to the ton of bricks, where to witness the musings of some clever friends i met camberwell, tunmills, sorel, model, grrrr, bruv, brazil, curly, screech, stud, various, pseacher, and special appearances from redditch and darling (who you may have seen referred to as liverpool). then of course an all too tired dog made the return journey to clock up the 14 miles and flopped straight to sleep.
so all too suddenly we were midweek and with the aid of a train and robin it was back not quite so far away but in the same direction to not quite pecknam but sort of nunhead, to yet again say an all too soon farewell to redditch and darling.
nevertheless this was soothed by the long awaited return of one mousey who had finally tired of sliding down hills.
now relax reader because the home run is just over the sunrise as we approach the present day. i promise. so thursday spins past with nothing remarkable apart from a game of spoons without the drinking element at curly's, before friday where it was back to (ladywell) said house (twice) for a birthday extravaganza (for smarrisey) with (deep breath....) curly (obviously), scotty, smarrisey, mousey, glasgow, politics, johnger, dubble, flan, belltower, cambridge, jew, bunch, and others from my favourite time of day to my favourite time of night.
so apart from an honest days work and another hangout just like the first of this post, we arrive at todays holiday and the reason for this after school/holiday special, upon which i have eaten substantial amounts of chocolicious eggs.
i do hope you feel better now, and up to speed. there will be a pop quiz when you least expect it. not really. unless.. no. no homework this week cos its been a long one. life of a dog will be back sooner than later. when does that mean? we'll see.
so we shall begin with the ever so civilised visit to what could be called pieces by eight, an art exhibition slightly above the glowing 'take courage' sign we all know and love if you live near new cross. this was then followed the next morning by a not so inspiring visit to the place where no working man sets foot for a 13 week review and an application to the other side of the desk.
my apologies for seemingly fastfowarding through events so long ago, one dog can only remember so many things. and the tape of life does all too often get chewed up by the proverbial player (time) without capturing aids such as solid film or commitment to diary.
SO suddenly the weekend was upon us even though every day is so, and it was up to the centre of the big smoke for various errands, made more pleasant by a chance encounter with a kangaroo and a rendezvous with clerkenwell. 10 points if you spotted a new character, there will be more.
forty eight hours later, to skip past a blurry saturday, and it was up to birmingham for a token visit less than a stones throw from where last your favourite blogger stayed with 3 other partners in crime. certainly a blast from the past considering the disappearance of the two that aren't mousey.
back on track with the memory banks now, the beginning of the week brought singing lesson followed by a quick hang five with jammy dodger, flowera and lbc. but with monday being busy on the phone to sunday it was time to give tuesday a long call.
up at 15 minutes before dawn, it was straight on the bus to sidcup. after a test in movement voice singing and playing and an hour waiting to be shot, this canine escaped the chop to be given the lovely gift of one months waiting.
howbeit, there was no time for fussing as robin and i hit the high road for 7 miles all the way to the ton of bricks, where to witness the musings of some clever friends i met camberwell, tunmills, sorel, model, grrrr, bruv, brazil, curly, screech, stud, various, pseacher, and special appearances from redditch and darling (who you may have seen referred to as liverpool). then of course an all too tired dog made the return journey to clock up the 14 miles and flopped straight to sleep.
so all too suddenly we were midweek and with the aid of a train and robin it was back not quite so far away but in the same direction to not quite pecknam but sort of nunhead, to yet again say an all too soon farewell to redditch and darling.
nevertheless this was soothed by the long awaited return of one mousey who had finally tired of sliding down hills.
now relax reader because the home run is just over the sunrise as we approach the present day. i promise. so thursday spins past with nothing remarkable apart from a game of spoons without the drinking element at curly's, before friday where it was back to (ladywell) said house (twice) for a birthday extravaganza (for smarrisey) with (deep breath....) curly (obviously), scotty, smarrisey, mousey, glasgow, politics, johnger, dubble, flan, belltower, cambridge, jew, bunch, and others from my favourite time of day to my favourite time of night.
so apart from an honest days work and another hangout just like the first of this post, we arrive at todays holiday and the reason for this after school/holiday special, upon which i have eaten substantial amounts of chocolicious eggs.
i do hope you feel better now, and up to speed. there will be a pop quiz when you least expect it. not really. unless.. no. no homework this week cos its been a long one. life of a dog will be back sooner than later. when does that mean? we'll see.
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