Monday, 5 May 2008
Up with the lark
A bank holiday today and I am up at half past three maximising my enjoyment of it. This may require a tactical snooze mid morning, or just going back to bed soon and trying to go back to sleep. I had saved the Sunday paper to indulge in for Monday but read it from 1-3 and I am all awake now.
Unsurprisingly, there's not much going on in the street and I can't hear any goods trains which usually clatter through the night in the Bristol distance. The Rozzers were up in their chopper awhile ago but it's obviously time for tea and buns and they have flown back to base, presumably having satisfied themselves that no massive crimes are taking place in BS5. I put the milk in the tea cup before adding the hot water and teabag but I guess that's not a serious crime and I have got away with it.
The gang at church have asked me to become social secretary for the next year, so I get to organise trips and larks. I sense that my fellow churchgoers wouldn't be as excited about bridges, cranes and building sites as I might be, or indeed several pints at The Rhubarb so I will have to think of suitable venues for an audience that is somewhat senior and likes to be in short purchasing distance of a nice cup of tea and a cake when visiting places. It's actually quite touching the amount of older members of the gang who ask after my week and ask about my plans ahead. I think they like it when I am on tea detail and take them a cup, and they are a thoughtful group. They have asked me along to Friday bingo later in the week, posing a serious 'going to the pub' dilemma. I could just go after the Bingo, I suppose. Actually, I quite like a game of Bingo but senior people are really good at it and fierce on observing the rules too. And you never know, the attractive blond who has come along twice now (to play guitar) might be there too.