Diaries and Jannugras the Micro God of Autumnal Events.

I have spent much of the day pottering about doing little jobs here and there, but nothing interesting or of any great devastating news. This happens from time to time or should I say quite a lot and is probably one of the main reasons why folk are not generally great at writing diaries. But I am a persistent chap which is why the very nice Mr Steven Spielberg took out the injunction to keep me away, all that talk of I have the wrong man and wearing a huge false nose and pretending to be a greengrocer in Potters Bar, he cant fool me with his cunning ways.

Now as I was saying it is not easy to write a daily diary if you are an ordinary sort of chap like myself, after all we are seldom attacked by Zombies, Mr Jones has not seen a Alien space craft in weeks, the creatures of the woods are preparing for winter and howling a bit. The pheasants are still oblivious of the fact folk will come and shot at them, despite me telling them and trying to stop them running up to humans, smiling and asking for some grain….. They are stupid birds that’s for sure.  Dad has dismantled the weather machine looking for a fault and the dog is still in the Vatican teaching maths and Latin to seabirds.

So what did I do today, well I made a special pointy stick designed to help remove apples from a rather large and very old (a really old as in seriously old) apple tree. It is a big apple tree so a special pointy stick sort of helps. OOOooooo yes a word of advice do not stand under the branch you are shaking with the pointy stick while you are actually shaking it. I bet that Isaac Newt-Man would have changed his ideas a bit if he was attacked by a large swarm of apples hell bent on causing harm to his head…

And as well as apples falling, so are the leaves so our effigy of Jannugras the Micro God of Autumnal events is in position and ready for his offerings, in fact we are off tomorrow to the big village feast to celebrate the arrival of Autumnal events and the Autumn Micro Gods…

Ooooo I heard a man shouting today, he may have thought a large chicken was a Zombie, it is easily done in the Autumn evening light. I have noticed Zombies do walk a bit like chickens.    

The Constant of Normality . . . . . . . and the BIG EVENT

The year appears to  have already settled down into a routine very similar to that of most years. The days are going to slowly but surely draw out, a result of daylight still permeating the atmosphere for longer periods of time.  The news appears to continue in a way that is very similar to the way the news normally continues, and most folk continue to make the journeys to and from places that they normally journey between.  This huge constant of normality to which the human race work too has taken the human race three days to re-establish after the New Year festivities. If this was a John Wayne film round about now someone would be turning round to Big John and saying its too quiet, I have an uneasy feeling about all this. And who could blame them because there is no denying that the world must be almost due something of a global nature to take our minds off things of less importance such as is it possible to walk down the high street backwards and not stand on the cracks in the paving. I say less important but it might just be that such a skill after the Big Event may be of critical importance, so I might practice again tomorrow.  Of course the one thing we do know; is that the BIG EVENT will not be the End of the World, so I will leave all of you to suggest interesting alternative options of a global event (The BIG EVENT) that might occur during 2013…..

 In other news we took a trip to the DIY store in Shrewsbury to get tongue and groove panelling so that I can continue my excellent job, yes it appears I am doing such a good job I am being allowed to finish it.  . . . . . . . . AH . . . .DAMN.  So this afternoon I continued the task for a while and it is coming along, although I have a feeling I have not yet reached the hard bit.

I have also noticed that cyberspace has become remarkable quiet, I suspect folk may have all run away for various reasons and are hiding somewhere else in cyberspace, having a party because they said on the news that people in the UK now spent huge amounts of money on downloaded music and games. This is a worry as I do neither but I do write more than most, the dog says people don’t like words they like a man with a machine gun running about in a maze who looks a bit grumpy chasing mutants (that’s the man not the maze)….. Still the Ghost Writer is grumpy so all I need to do is get him to run about, although it will only be with a water pistol but it has the same effect on a cat as a machine gun does on a mutant (OK sort of a bit).

OK I am off now to drink a mug of cocoa and eat toast and ponder the arrival of certain global things know to some (me) as The BIG EVENT, not the End of the World. . . . . .

Ooooooo I have just noticed I have a very manky keyboard, full of wildlife and stuff……

I do like this music VERY COOL

By the Way this is post number 700 on this Blog.....
I am slowly getting to the one million words