Monthly Archives: August 2004

No James Bond

Posted on August 30, 2004 by Gary

It being a bank holiday Monday, I managed to sleep in until 8am. I spent the day pottering, cleaning, etc. Mirinda finished marking her scripts and I mowed the lawn and trimmed the front hedge. We went to Secretts garden … Continue reading →

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Not the punk band

Posted on August 29, 2004 by Gary

Made a nice breakfast. Cold has almost gone though I went to bed at 1:30pm and slept until 6pm. Mirinda took the puppies up to Blackdown. We went to The Mill for dinner. The landlord is pretty new (been there … Continue reading →

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Home and dry

Posted on August 28, 2004 by Gary

Instead of a damp, insect-ridden tent, I woke up in our lovely, comfortable bed, dry and undisturbed by large drops of water. I spent the morning cleaning the kitchen and the fridge. Mirinda marked some scripts and cleaned the bathroom/bedroom … Continue reading →

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Regarding weasel milk

Posted on August 27, 2004 by Gary

Gloomy start to the day with clouds and sprinkly rain. I had my coffee up the hill as usual and was barked at by a furiously tail wagging Labrador. His owner came up and said “Quiet! Just because it’s a … Continue reading →

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Sulky girls

Posted on August 26, 2004 by Gary

Awake at 6 and walking into Alfriston at 7. Was joined this morning by Bev who did not get a lot of sleep last night and reported that the sunrise was lovely. It was nice to share my early morning … Continue reading →

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Lorna had destroyed the ladies loo

Posted on August 25, 2004 by Gary

Walked down to Alfriston this morning to get the Telegraph so I could work out the football scores which I rang through to David. Everyone thought I was mad and, upon my return to work, I found out that David … Continue reading →

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The legendary Turdis

Posted on August 24, 2004 by Gary

Up at 6, bright and bleary eyed. Drank my coffee up the hill overlooking Alfriston. The camp started coming alive (well, almost) at about 8. Dawn and I left too early for the trainees and ended up watching Terry eat … Continue reading →

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Beware of vicious carrots

Posted on August 23, 2004 by Gary

Awake at 7. Raining on and off. The campsite was very quiet apart from Lorna’s snoring, so I went for a short walk up one of the hills behind the campsite and had my coffee while drinking in the glorious … Continue reading →

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Broken toe

Posted on August 22, 2004 by Gary

Up at 7am. Went downstairs to make my coffee and broke my toe on one of the big chairs in the dining room – it appeared to leap out at me from the shadows. At first I thought I’d just … Continue reading →

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Return to civilisation

Posted on August 21, 2004 by Gary

Awake at 7. Mirinda obviously still jet-lagged as she was awake and reading. There was no toilet paper left so I rang reception for some more. Eventually we left the room to go and look for breakfast and a toilet … Continue reading →

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