Its My Bag Man!

Opens door to 6 teens:

“We wish you a merry (I found your van keys and brought them back to you last month) Christmas

We wish you a merry (I used to work for you on your allotment) Christmas

We wish you a merry (So did I when Ryan couldn’t be bovvered to go) Christmas

And a happy new year”

This I believe to be the best emotional blackmail of the year that has been perped on me by the local youth. I like the kids round here, they don’t fight or steal or vandalise and the only real crime they commit is being loud and bored, but they are not bad people and with luck they will turn out ok. I gave them a couple of quid to share out due to the shortness of the carol concert.

Love and Peace

Mermy

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I have been sleeping less and less in recent weeks. I always sleep poorly, but have now succumbed to the deadly earworm waking me up at stupid o’clock in the night.

When I say earworm, I refer to my own mind singing to me in an ‘I’m awake so I shall wake you too’ kind of way. My brain/mind started off a few weeks ago singing Jake Thackray songs to me and as much as I love Jake, ‘Brother Gorilla’ or ‘The widow of Bridlington’ at 2am is a little bit wearing.

I now long for the return of Jake! I was awakened the other day to Sugar Babes singing ‘About you now’ (how the f**k do I know the lyrics?) and this morning it was Pig Bag’s ‘Papas got a brand new pigbag’ which has no words but a very addictive tune.

I have sleeping pills, but am trying to get through my life without the need for chemicals, and as long as I have no need to get up early in the morning then I suppose there are worse ways to come out of the arms of Morpheus.

Love and Peace

Mermy

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Nelly O’mally could have had the decency to tag me five minutes earlier befor I had blogged!

Ahem! I have been tagged and I have to give five random and or wierd facts about myself then give the names of five other bloggers and leave a comment and link on their blogs….phew!

1. I walked at 8 months old and at 10 months my brother took me down to the local farm yard where I climbed into a haystack. (Old fashioned pre bale sort)

2. I once slid 300 metres down the kilometre lance in Les Arc in France on my bum and took the seat out of a brand new pair of salopettes.

3. Our family owned a pub with no beer. Due to a delivery mix up we were forced to open our pub in The Barton upon Humber dockland offering a nice cup of tea till the brewery were able to deliver two days later.

4. I once hit two runs off Hampshire spin bowler Raj Maru in a charity match.

5. This is the hardest one to admit, but I accidently defaced a painting by Salvador  Dali in the Museum of Modern Art in Madrid when I touched it and a chip of yellow paint came off. I was with my son and he berated me afterwards for not picking the chip up as a momento! (Not goint to say which piccie it was)

Scotty

Morty

Sam

JG

Pookledo

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