Sunday, 19 August 2012
Bollywood Food, Steven Spielberg and the Icelandic fridge leprechauns
The day started wet, that is not what the man on the weather forecast on the wireless said last night or this morning and it remained like this till lunchtime when it suddenly became sunny. It was rather interesting because the cloud suddenly ended as a line across the sky and it was blue and clear one side and all cloud the other, maybe dad has finally got that weather machine working.
I was unfortunately set to work in the
Orange room again moving a cabinet out and a shelf unit
in. That sounds easy enough but both were full of stuff loads of stuff, we have
loads of stuff because we like stuff and none of us like to throw things away
just in case. Then I had to put a CD
rack up that holds loads of CD’s but it proved rather a tricky thing to do,
which should not happen, it should be easy.
Not too much left to do now though
I think the problem is iffy walls the drill starts to wander about a bit and then everything is out of alignment; I can see now, why I was made to do all this. Then when I was putting up a curtain rail I found a huge great I-beam, (not an iphone or ilaser death ray).
I have just been told that it is all very well writing what I have done in my diary but that very nice Stephen Spielberg is hardly likely to make a how to do DIY film. Personally I would not put it past him he is a fickle film maker and you just can’t tell what he might do after all he is rather diverse in his choices. The dog says that I stand more change of making it onto one of the What the Butler Sawed in Half Machines on the pier at Blackpool or
rather than the wide screen in 3D, but he will change his mind when we get
offered loads of money……. Mum says IDIOT.
We have just had a rather yummy Indian takeaway from the Indian restaurant in Monty so I am now going to put my feet up and chill….. I say that but I will not be putting my feet up anything and will remain warm rather than trying to freeze, it is difficult to be relaxed while you are cold unless you are one of those Icelandic fridge leprechauns that causes agro in the fridge, eating all the good bits like chocolate and the ice cream. I haven’t seen one myself but both dad and the dog have, and I have noticed chocolate vanishing.