Lost dogs

Well last night certainly wasn’t any fun! As mentioned in my previous posts I’m currently dog sitting for “the neighbour” as he’s trying to win back his wife with shows of money.

One of the dogs is a black, overweight Springer Spaniel who despite having a few extra pounds on her is still incredibly active.

The other one is some sort of spaniel, King Charles mix and is the complete opposite with only one speed available which is slow unless it’s smelling some form of shit and in that case he will go slightly less slower.

Even as I’m writing this I’m watching him in the field purposefully sniffing out some random shit to eat. Today’s delicacy seems to be some rotting cabbage in the middle of an on ploughed field.

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Lost dogs

The neighbour

Long story short they split up in October last year, she is now living with her daughter her boyfriend and her daughters kids on a farm that is costing about £2000 a week sorry month because the boyfriend fancies himself as a horse trainer.

Husband/ex-husband gave up on everything, told a few favours and then ended up living in the place that I’m living in.

The pair of them both lived in a huge National Trust bed and breakfast, running it seemingly successful for the last couple of years.

For what I was told it was basically him doing most of the work on here doing the token gestures and of course when you try and ask him about him about this he gets all defensive about her.

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The neighbour

Hospital day today.

It’s that time of the year when I have to go to my local hospital for my yearly cancer checkup. I never quite know how to play this because you check-in, go to one waiting room, have your bloods done, back to the other waiting room to check in again and then wait for about an hour to see the doctor.

Am I supposed to get my bloods done an hour before? Actually thinking about it as I’ve done this for the last few years I should know by now.

Woken up this morning with my old familiar friend the hangover. Not a full on hangover that leaves you crippled on the sofa watching even more bollocks on YouTube the normal but more the thick head type. I’m also still in considerable amount of pain.

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Hospital day today.

Feeling randomly anxious.

I think I have a problem with Brad. I woke up this morning in okay spirits (meaning not hugely depressed) in my potential new house with a bunch of enthusiasm to get things done.

I’m dog babysitting for next door so first order of the day Hun and absolutely gloriously lush 16° day in February was a nice hour long walk. Maybe it was the sign that my Apple Watch wasn’t fully charge so It didn’t record most of the journey.

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Feeling randomly anxious.

The journey home

As I mentioned in my previous post I fell asleep last night at 9 pm to wake up at just around midnight.

I love a good time enough at the best of times but not when it’s 9 o’clock in the evening knowing that I’ve got about a five hour drive the next morning.

Managed to kill a little bit of time by watching pride and prejudice and zombies and then another weird film called eight minutes idle.

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The journey home

London craft beer rising weekend part 3

It was an absolutely glorious day outside, culminating in it being the hottest weekend at this time of year pretty much since records began.

So waiting outside and watching the world go by wasn’t bad whatsoever. Eventually we made our way in and Jesus Christ it’s huge, I know I’ve already said this in my previous postings but this place is huge we talking about 200+ people selling beer, mainly beer and cider as well.

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London craft beer rising weekend part 3

Craft beer rising, London part 2

When do you have the companion sharing hotel this weekend elected to have the premier in 1999 all you can eat breakfast. Knowing that I wasn’t going to get my £9.99’s worth I elected to have a small pouch of yoghurt that has been sitting in my fridge for a couple of weeks that when purchased it was already out of date but decided to chance it anyway. Sometimes I make to myself with the stuff that I eat and how I don’t get ill.

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Craft beer rising, London part 2