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16th - 26th. March 2006A wee bit early this diary entry. I'm lucky enough to have been asked to go working on a Fitness Camp next week so won't be around until Saturday. The players all returned on Friday and I just about made the deadline of getting all the jobs done I wanted to. In the last few days I've painted walls, scrubbed floors, washed towels, hoovered and even painted cricket balls ! The sudden call of duty has meant me going from the Cricket Ground to finish off a couple of jobs in the early evening. Yesterday morning was beautiful down here in East Kent. The sun shining through the window prompted me to have an early start and get out in the garden. Not being sure about the weather next week when I'm away, I didn't sow anything, but prepared all the areas where, hopefully, next weekend I shall be putting the Onions, carrots and beetroots. My next door neighbour left on Thursday and told us to rumage around anything he left outside which he couldn't take with him. You can also see in the top photo he also left a giant water butt as well. For four days in a row the hens achieved maximum points; 12 eggs from 12 chickens every day ! Bertie the Stray is still visiting us, but not so often. I'm hoping he has a home perhaps and just likes venturing further than he should. He's a lovely cat but has a habit of 'leaving his mark' here and there which means poor old Rich has to try and identify the place and wash it ! I am pleased to report that I have now achieved one whole week without a letter from the Bank. Stupid, but this makes me even more nervous ! I have this dream of them knocking at the door, asking for money and I reply "OK, hold on, I'll go upstairs and give you cash", then seeing their faces when I pay them and still have a larger wad in my hand than I gave them. 1st - 16th. March 2006 Just as I thought it would happen, it has. I've started again at Kent CCC and until next Friday when the players return 'proper', I'm doing some decorating work in the Hospitality Boxes and hosing down the seats in one of the Grandstands. Next Wednesday I return to the Dressing Room to get it all spic and span for the Players, then, off we go for yet another season - and a very busy one at that. I still have a couple of other ongoing jobs to complete and have been coming home, then going out for an hour or two to work on those. All in all, my work in all quarters fits well with my way of life, but does leave me doing my vegetable garden under the PIR light quite often during Spring and early summer. Also of course, this is all positive stuff financially and hopefully the light at the end of the tunnel will be getting a bit bigger over the next few weeks. This week I've cycled from my house to Wye Station (2 miles) then from Canterbury West to the Ground (about one and a half miles). Linked to my free travel I get from my late career on the Railway, this saves me about £3 per day. Yet another stray cat has arrived down the lane. This one (photo left) we've nicknamed 'Bertie'. He's been around for about 3 weeks now coming in a couple of times a day to eat, then clearing off again ! I'm thinking of writing to the Vatican. I appear to have had a miracle in the Chicken Shed - 12 chickens, 14 eggs yesterday ? My theories about his are; the rats took a couple, rejected them and brought them back - two alien hens came down in a flying eggcup and placed them there (ever see the movie 'Starman') or the chickens themselves are just having a laugh with me ? The escapee hen has not been out again since I clipped her wing. But it's strangely quiet sometimes when I go up there, so I'm stamping around seeing if they're digging a tunnel from the Toilet Block. Seriously, they are doing me proud, I've never had such a successful run of eggs and I know there isn't one there under two years old. Last Wednesday was my 58th birthday and once again the Postman struggled up the footpath with my two birthday cards. Leo was staying here for a week and forgot altogether, but that's teenage for you, so I let him off. My grand daughter Emily is recovering from her bullous impetigo and grandson Thomas has had good results from his Stills Disease tests. So, a lot of positiveness around. Spring is not far off, the leather is about to hit willow, I'm working somehwre I love, the family are fairly well. Life is grand ! |
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