Is it incredibly sad to feel jealous of other people's spam? The spam in question is
James' about a time traveller. I just seem to get viagra spam at the moment. Plus stuff with ebay in the title, I've been getting a lot of that lately, so much that I accidentally eleted a proper thing from ebay telling me I'd won an auction, I had to rescue it from the recycle bin.
I'm not feeling well today, keep thinking about going to bed, I did sleep quite a bit this afternoon, I kind of came upstairs to go to bed, but I've been here an hour now, checking emails and writing a puppet show for the next Hullabaloo, I kind of figured that since it's next week I'd better write it tonight so I can find some volunteers tomorrow and let them take it home to practice, I'm not saying they will practice it, but at least they'll be able to glance at it just before arriving at Hullabaloo next week.
I was at a wedding yesterday, it was quite good, but of course didn't match the entertainment value of Harriet and Will's, what could? That wedding raised the bar against which to measure all future weddings. We were very nearly very late to the wedding, we got stuck in road works, we kind of knew there were roadworks on the M1, but never mind, we would have been on time though, fifteen minutes before it was due to start we were in Maltby very close to the church, but we couldn't find it, we kept looking for Pennington's garage as we were supposed to turn right after we saw that and a school, but we didn't see them, we kept driving and realised that we'd left Maltby and were going through and out of an industrial estate, we turned round and went back and asked for directions and managed to get there dead on the start time, as we were getting out of the car we saw the wedding car arrive, so were running to try and get in before Rachel so that we didn't have to stand out in the rain waiting for her to walk down the aisle, we didn't know which way the entrance was so stood dithering a bit (later Rachel said she had seen us unsure and tried to wave the right way, but we couldn't see into the car) anyway we found the entrance and managed to get seats. We found out later that everyone had got lost that used the directions, mainly because the garage had changed its name and trees had grown rather tall in front of the school, so that neither landmark was obvious. Handy, but we made it in the end and we found the place for the reception without much trouble too, though some people got quite lost finding it.
Think I'll have a bath and sleep now. Not in the bath though, that could be dangerous.
I'm sure that there were things I've been meaning to blog about. Oh, I know, this is a very sad observation, but on Sunday I noticed a sticker on the back of a road sign, it was one of those limited parking zone signs (you no, no parking between such and such and such and such an hour) the sticker said "this steel sign has no resale value" or words to that effect, I think it was almost exactly those words. Anyway, as we (Helen and myself) carried on walking I saw that there was a sticker on every sign on that side of the road, but not on the signs on the next road, are these a new thing? Were people trying to resell the signs. I have to say I don't steal signs and have never even been tempted to (with the obvious exception of the frog migratory crossing sign which I would love to have but still think is wrong to take, so don't take). Anyway, my point is does having that sticker stop people stealing it? How do they know it has no resale value? Someone might be prepared to pay.
I'm rambling now, and should really make sure I'm ready to open, particularly as the person working with me this afternoon has arrived.