Saturday, 23 December 2017

Saturday

Good afternoon peeps,

It's a grey and drizzly day.

I am watching 'A Christmas Prince' which is one of those that I call 'A romance with Christmas decorations', but it is OKish.

I was tired and I slept well, but when the alarms went off, I was too busy with an absorbing dream, so I dismissed the alarms and got up late.

I didn't have much to do today, just sorting my things at the lockup and at the barn if I had time, I only got as far as the lockup. I got a bit done. I tend to get overwhelmed, because I struggle with living indoors as a fugitive in temporary digs and having my posessions in storage after sleeping rough, I don't know how to handle it. So that is on hold until next week, when I will continue to get rid of possessions.

I came back into town, and there was police all round the stationary store, one police had a short sleeved shirt on and I wanted to ask if he was cold but I didn't dare.

There was a traction engine, and I stopped and drooled, because I am a boy really, I like traction engines and steam engines and classic cars, I am so in love with the Austin Ambassador near the care home. Anyway, an engineer saw me drooling and came to talk to me, and I expressed appreciation for his fine engine. I asked about the wheels, because I was genuinely interested, they use the band from a tank track on the wheels, remoulded to protect the traction engine wheels.

I drifted round the shops, the greengrocers is good, two trays of dates for 99p, so I got some. I was looking for a jumper but the chattery shops didn't have anything suitable.

I am having a sleepy patch, resting, until work at 6.

Who would like to write a Christmas story? Do a good one and I will publish it on here.

'Tis the season of heavy writing. I intend to write a lot and do a bit of walking by the sea as well as eating stuff and opening presents and going to church.
I am considering a piece of work called 'Fugitive' to write, as well as finishing the launching article of 'The Divide'.
There, you didn't know I was still writing, did you, because a) I don't announce it b) I don't publish it all on my usual website and c) you couldn't care less.




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