December 10th, 2018


Geriatric Gloom...

Scared hell out of my already depressed self watching two (rather good, actually-)   TV plays. LOVE and CARE  over the weekend.  I'm just on the cusp of being one of the two tragic biddies portrayed.


It was Haircut Day. The bloke always gives me either a skinhead crop like Curly of the Three Stooges, or a slightly longer version, with a strange little crest on top, like the original King Kong. I was expecting the latter, since it's getting cold, now, but got the former. Brrrr.... Still, it's six quid, including tip.
I finally gave in last night, as I was feeling so grim, and switched on the central heating for a treat. It's not feckin' working...Must call the Council, before it gets any chillier.  Baw Yubba!