Showing posts with label cars. Show all posts
Showing posts with label cars. Show all posts

Thursday, 27 August 2009

Sailing through calmer waters...

I hope the week finds you all well and enjoying this 'summer' of ours. During the rain and wind from the remnants of Hurricane Bill on Wednesday, it felt positively cold and autumnal at one stage.

My book about our family reunion has come back from the printers at last and I'm just about to send it out to the extended family. I put some old family photos in it and pictures of the event itself and it looks pretty good. The picture above is my amateur creation that went on the front page as a cover. All you creative souls among you could have done a better job, but the there is a certain satisfaction of doing something yourself?

My youngest has put his ticket in at the local Boots store as he pops off to University on the 19th August. Amazing, we have been trying to get hold of the student finance people for over a week and, surprise surprise, we can never get through on the phone despite waiting for literally hours for someone to answer and the web site doesn't answer our question. Most of our spare time seems to be hanging on to phones waiting for responses, [sigh!]

The week has settled down to a steadier pace and we are recovering from a hectic weekend but one piece of good news is that Honda have found a new car just out of the factory that someone else has cancelled, so we'll get our new car sooner rather than later.

Three men were sadly killed in a car crash and went to heaven. St Peter gave Eric a clapped out old Ford Transit van to drive round Heaven with because he had had four affairs whilst he was married. Raymond was given a rusty but usable Toyota pick up because he had only had two flings whilst he was married. Andy was given a brand new top of the range executive Range Rover because he had led a clean blameless life.

Eric and Raymond were very jealous of Andy's Range Rover until one day they found him parked on a cloud sat at the wheel of his car crying his eyes out. "Whatever's the matter Andy?" Asked Eric, "You've got the best car in Heaven, how could you be sad?"

"I know," sobbed Andy, "But I've just seen my wife go by on a skateboard."

Chat soon

Ta-ra!

Monday, 24 August 2009

More haste, less speed...

What a weekend - never been so busy and feel exhausted and it's only Monday!

Saturday was a busy day looking at cars - we want to update our three year old car before its MOT is due and we've found a nice Honda. The trouble is that when Honda closed their factories down during the early part of the recession, they got rid of all their stock, so the new car we want is not even on the production line yet and we will have to wait until October, still, at least it will have the new 59 registration. As a bonus, Hull City won their game in the Premiership, and whilst I'm not a supporter, I'm glad to see them getting a victory and the first at home for
some time.

Sunday was hectic but got the grass cut, blog written (albeit brief) family party in the afternoon, psychic demo in the evening and to underpin all that England won the Ashes!


Monday on the way home, I bought a second hand car that we spotted on Saturday for my middle lad to replace his ageing Fiat. I need to catch my breath!


The psychic demo was held at the Old English Gentleman, a quaint pub in the Hull City Centre. This is a bar that the luvvies from the New Theatre across the road gravitate to for drinkies after the show. The pub is black wood panelled inside and is full of photographs, signed by the visiting stars going back donkey's years, (click the picture to enlarge it and see if you can spot any of the old stars in the pics on the wall)

The history of the pub is brief and thanks to Paul Gibson for the facts: The pub first served beer around 1840 as an extra income for the grocer who ran the premises. It wasn't named the Old English Gentleman until 1872 and has survived numerous wars and still goes strong today.

The medium on the night had been drafted in because the originally booked medium was ill. This guy had only done one to one readings for people in his own home and had never held a pub audience before, but he was very good despite his nervousness. I was the only guy there in the audience and it was very interesting indeed. I received a message from my late grandfather Cyril and what he said, through the medium was very accurate. Everyone else seemed to find him good as well, so a success.


Off for a bath to relax despite it being very late, have a great week.


Chat soon


Ta-ra!