Hello Dear Readers.. ooh, it has been such a busy day here, it probably was meant to be that Kay had to cancel their lunch date!
Too'ings and fro'ings have been done all day.. yes, all day. With another section of that very large cupboard being sorted out. A lot of stuff SHE will never use again but it is valuable so it has to be packed up properly and given to an old colleague.
More paperwork to be gone through. SHE swears it breeds by itself.. but fierce mr.shredder makes short work of that, it is now in a recycling bag ready to be taken out early tomorrow morning.
SHE has 'lost' a young friend, his mobile is switched off and his parents appear to be away as their telephone is being answered automatically by a machine.
He was extremely unwell last year, sigh, WE hate it when things like this happen for he is a 'cute kid' and SHE hopes that his parents will respond to the message SHE left on their machine.
So that is the first of HER pet hates.. when people disappear.
The second is the one that Constance & Hugo hated as much as SHE does and it is when people say (but they don't ask YOU which day would be good to do it) "WE must do lunch (or whatever), it makes HER howl with laughter just to think about how ridiculous it is, YOU know there is not a snowballs chance that they have any intention of having lunch with YOU! Heehee..
But the third one, well, this one takes the biscuit!
And is HER pet, pet hate, it is when YOU have made an effort to organise a lunch or whatever, and when YOU leave the other person, they say "Now keep in touch" which, of course, means "I can't be bothered to call you".
This always makes HER squeal inside with laughter and think, well now, there is a name to take off the party list, that is for sure, for YOU realise that they, by the way, are the sort of friend who, despite being asked to join HER and other friends for several jolly occasions has never reciprocated in kind.
So moving swiftly along. There is all types of 'sorting' going on in HER life at the moment and as YOU probably have gathered, not all the things that are being disposed are of 'material' nature.
Some are out of date acquaintances or friendships.
But hold the post.. for the landline telephone has just rung.
Oh.. happy days are here again. It was Tom, the father of HER lost friend. He is much better health wise, happy, safe, living in the country and comes to London every Wednesday and will telephone HER tomorrow morning.
Only the Dear Readers who have read all the posts on MY Blog will remember this lovely young man with whom SHE worked at the studio. He was called Lovely Assistant.. aka in real life.. Hal. So now WE know OUR 'boy' is ok, how very kind of his dad to call US with this good news.
Flap-a-flap-a-flap! What a great week this is!
GeeGee Parrot.
February 20th, 2014.
Too'ings and fro'ings have been done all day.. yes, all day. With another section of that very large cupboard being sorted out. A lot of stuff SHE will never use again but it is valuable so it has to be packed up properly and given to an old colleague.
More paperwork to be gone through. SHE swears it breeds by itself.. but fierce mr.shredder makes short work of that, it is now in a recycling bag ready to be taken out early tomorrow morning.
SHE has 'lost' a young friend, his mobile is switched off and his parents appear to be away as their telephone is being answered automatically by a machine.
He was extremely unwell last year, sigh, WE hate it when things like this happen for he is a 'cute kid' and SHE hopes that his parents will respond to the message SHE left on their machine.
So that is the first of HER pet hates.. when people disappear.
The second is the one that Constance & Hugo hated as much as SHE does and it is when people say (but they don't ask YOU which day would be good to do it) "WE must do lunch (or whatever), it makes HER howl with laughter just to think about how ridiculous it is, YOU know there is not a snowballs chance that they have any intention of having lunch with YOU! Heehee..
But the third one, well, this one takes the biscuit!
And is HER pet, pet hate, it is when YOU have made an effort to organise a lunch or whatever, and when YOU leave the other person, they say "Now keep in touch" which, of course, means "I can't be bothered to call you".
This always makes HER squeal inside with laughter and think, well now, there is a name to take off the party list, that is for sure, for YOU realise that they, by the way, are the sort of friend who, despite being asked to join HER and other friends for several jolly occasions has never reciprocated in kind.
So moving swiftly along. There is all types of 'sorting' going on in HER life at the moment and as YOU probably have gathered, not all the things that are being disposed are of 'material' nature.
Some are out of date acquaintances or friendships.
But hold the post.. for the landline telephone has just rung.
Oh.. happy days are here again. It was Tom, the father of HER lost friend. He is much better health wise, happy, safe, living in the country and comes to London every Wednesday and will telephone HER tomorrow morning.
Only the Dear Readers who have read all the posts on MY Blog will remember this lovely young man with whom SHE worked at the studio. He was called Lovely Assistant.. aka in real life.. Hal. So now WE know OUR 'boy' is ok, how very kind of his dad to call US with this good news.
Flap-a-flap-a-flap! What a great week this is!
GeeGee Parrot.
February 20th, 2014.
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