Thursday 12 August 2010

Soggy day, again...

I am SICK of the wet stuff, enough...   send it where it is needed like Russia.   Popped over to corner shop for local rag and got soaked,  well not helped that I am walking at a snail's pace.    Rest of morning remained wet and grey... hardly the stuff to motivate you to do stuff.

Managed to make two cards.  A miracle these days, my mojo has gone MIA,  can't seem to find it.   Saw that the carer's centre is running some crafting classes,   need to do something, they are also doing an art class,  I did enjoy drawing and painting at school,  so might have a go. 

Mum continues to be a worry, last week she was convinced that the TV she had in her bedroom was the one she had bought for dad when he was sick, way back in 1985.  That TV bit the dust many years ago, it took me a while to convince her.  Now her spelling is all over the place.   With other stuff she is right on the ball,  I'm trying to remain patient, but it is hard.    Don't ask about family,  have no idea what any of them are up to, and neither do I care.   It seems to be a common thing, that one member of the family will assume the caring role while the rest absolve themselves of all responsibility.     Someone should do research into it and find out why it happens.  

Watched the match last night,  a miracle, Gerrard actually remembered that he can play football,  we won.  But am baffled at all the fuss about Becks, who cares?   He was an average player,   he is now past it,  we never won anything with him as captain, he used his position to enhance his marketability,   and posed constantly on the pitch before taking free kicks, Ronaldo did the same this year,  only Portugal have dumped him as captain to teach him a lesson.   He is 35, is of no use, was a passenger at the World Cup and was there in hope to be pictured with the world cup, in the vain hope that we'd win it.

Oh I need a cuppa,   thanks for stopping by.

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