Things are looking a wee bit brighter. I can see the sky through the clouds. But not much. It's a pretty overcast day here in Sarf-East Landan. My diary is filling up nicely. I never really used a diary before, but that was when I lived life by the seat of my well-worn pants. Now I'm all efficient, it's a whole new more irritating version of me. My phrase of the day is: "Just let me get my diary."
"Just let me write that down on the calendar."
"Do you want a glass of wine?" Small quiz Which of these answers is true? a) I miss my neighbours. b) I miss the dog poo. c) I miss walking into a bar, museum, newsagents where I know the people around me. d) I'm entirely amused by everyone in London. e) Jack is already speaking with that loud proclamatory fashion children use down t'ere. f) I mowed the lawn yesterday. g) I have a mum date today. h) I haven't had a date in months. i) Even with a Tom Tom I am still getting lost. j) Yesterday I was charged £1 for driving down a quiet road. k) Swimming in Manchester is almost free. Swimming in London is a bloody rip off. l) The elimination process for a male au pair has begun.
My favourites are the clever good-looking ones.
The Manchester Blog Awards are open for nomination. I don't know if I qualify, so forget me. Instead go to Manchizzle to find out more, read some great Manchester Blogs and nominate them. And take a look at Manchester Literature Festival for some jolly good things to do.