O.k. here is the story from the horse's mouth. Last Wednesday I asked Basil seeing it was his day off could he do the registration on my car, I would leave him my money card (you know the one no-one is supposed to know the pin no. for) and then left for work in the said car. I got about a third of the way to work and then realised I had taken the car, although not essential for it's registration but as it was overdue by one day I had'nt wanted to drive it. One good thing to note, I have found a quicker way to work the day before. I have told you that because there isn't much good things in this story. Returned home, left my car and took Basil's. Basil rang me at work, he couldn't get a new " rego" as the car hadn't got a current Warrent of Fitness (WOF), I had apparently not done that when it was due in November 2009, so dear husband took car to WOF place near home presuming it would pass and they failed it. Rang dealership where we bought the car from and who have done all our warrents and said what had happened and they said they would fix everything straight away. Grateful thanks for doing it so quickly, but with much trepidation as to cost. They did get everything fixed , did the WOF and Basil returned to Post Office to do rego. I of course asked how much this had cost and he told a fairly reasonable figure plus $3.50, which when I asked what the $3.50 was for, he replied I had bought him a well earned coffee. He had the Thursday off but at 5.30pm Wednesday night as we were discussing the mad day, he was called back to do a 12 hour hospital guard and so that really ended,what had been "a perfect day". To add to the chaos this week, I put $20.00 of petrol in my car this morning only to realise I had left my money card at home, husband had still had it, threw my wallet at the attendant as guarentee and raced home and got it, drove back to the petrol station paid my bill and went to work. I have decided to have a quiet stay at home this weekend. Only bright note made delicious Plum and Chilli sauce, although I got only one jar out of the plums, as so many of them had gone rotten, it is the most delicious sauce in the history of sauces, Aj said good enough to sell, high praise indeed. Can't find my photos, so that's in keeping with therest of the week then isn't it, Oh! I forgot to say I got up at 4am. to show Basil how to do something on the computer before he started work on the early shift ,as if you hadn't guessed, so here I am knackered but feeling better I have shared some of the week from hell with you, some parts of this story have been edited as I don't thing you need to read swear words but you can put them in yourself were appropriate, also there were other happenings which I have censored due to the fact I quite like my men and I want them to have some secrets. You know how it is they think I tell you everything. Ha, now that would be quite a different blog. Love to all Aunt Bee.
I thought I would show you my Agatha Christie collection, books (there are more) and DVD's, (there are more). Aggie as she is known in this family is my favourite number one author, she has been there up there for 40 odd years and lets face some years have been very odd. I re-read them, which some people think is strange, and we often watch the DVD's( all seen before) if we are feed up with whats on TV. Aj loves Poirot and so does Basil he actually thinks he should have been around in the 30's. I did point out to really enjoy the 30's as portrayed in the stories he would have to be born rich, as the alternative is not that inviting, I couldn't see him tugging his fetlock or some such other thing saying "Yes Sir, I'll get on to right away". I love everything, Poirot, and Miss Marple even Harley Quinn and the not so engaging Tommy and the annoying Tuppence, not to fussy over the actresses that have played Miss Marple don't have a particulat favourite, although I am having a hard job imagining Julia McKenzie as Miss M. But I did see a DVD down at the mall starring her in it and as it hasn't been on telly yet, I'm thinking about buying it this week. Of course it's Tom's birthday on the 1st of March, he will be 19, he is a lovely young man, he's just started his 2nd year at Uni, he's dropped Law or that could be the other way round and he is doing Classics and Philosophy. I wont go into details, but his birth was a bit fraught and slightly truamatic, and I as I lay in the hospital recovering, Doogie Howsier came in and said I should be grateful I had him, and he was a miracle and it was unlikely I would have anymore children. 14 months later Aj was born and after that miracle we decided we had had our share, but I have never forgot that snotty little twit and his non-existent bedside manner. You can see I have got over it well. So Tom's birthday looms and instead of buying the DVD for me, there is some thought I should get him a book with the voucher I printed off for a well known book shop and perhaps use the 50% offer off another book on him too. He's a great reader, thank goodness, as opposed to Aj, who comes out in hives if a book is anywhere near him. I shall also be making a dressing gown using the kimono patten and some Japanese style fabric, he loves or loved Japanese stuff, comics, food and history but when it came to learning Japanese he was terrible I don't think he knew being good at Kendo didn't automatically mean you would be good at Japanese. Not a lot of photos, yes I have lost so many, the "men" are grumpy with me for being useless, I'll live. To hot to cook, so I'm off down the mall for cold meat and some salads for dinner. It is so hot here, but as the Aussie cricket team is arriving on Wednesday I'm sure the weather will change. If we can't beat them , we can have a fighting chance by freezing them, we have done it before, it's our only hope, Love Aunt Bee.
