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Saturday 11:40 p.m.
Seems a long time since I was at work. Not going to see the auld maw this week made the time stretch out somehow. I think if I wasn't going to Bellshill, I'd start writing again. Bags of time.
I had to socialise last night and was a bit fashed and bashed today, so the went for a walk to the Botanic Gardens. Had a brilliant meditation there. Took some photies. Then the old, toothless one and I did the five hills run. That felt better.
The Domestic Bliss is a pal of the agent's wife. She liked the blissbook; said it was enjoyable and funny. Good! I haven't read it since I sent it to the secret agent and don't intend to. Just made me annoyed.
Tomorrow there will be much blissing and much digging. It seems that you can get pissed, smoke bob hope and generally make an arse of yourself, but still the meditations progress. Had a stunner this evening.
I'm skint again and just about finished the bob hope. The Nicotine Dragon and I will have words tomorrow. I'll try to be good for the rest of the month. Allah Akbar.
Blossoms were coming out in some kind of tree in the Botties. The flower was in the park, in the wee special bit. Any idea what that might be called?
6 comments:
The flower is a yellow primrose. They grow wild out here. Tough little things.
Love the pic of looking up the tree. Makes me want to climb it and sit in a high branch and just be.
Marie! Thanks for the flower's name. Great trees in the Botties of course! Hotboy
You were asking about "the wee special" - I believe it's a strong ale, like Fowler's.
Albert? I do not remembering asking about a "wee special". There are bugs in the tropics that eat out your brains. That's the cost of the good weather and the women all walking about practically naked. Hope this helps. Hotboy
Hotters, I believe they can treat Alzheimers now. I could try and get you a bed next to the old dear, if that might help. I see you've remembered about the half-naked women walking brazenly around. If only they looked horrible, it would be easier to bear. Think yourself lucky.
Albert? The thought of old half naked women brazenly walking about .... dearie me! Old folk should really cover themselves up. Have you got one of them burkas for walking the doggie yet? Hotboy
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