Tuesday, 22 April 2014

Carpets Get Laid.

Near the end of June, or early July, I should of moved into my new place where I'll be living on my own.  A start of a new adventure, a new beginning.  The start of my son, Tristan, moving on with his life as he embraces his own independence with our beloved Penny the Jack Russell dog and modest internet superstar!  Much upheaval, physically and emotionally.

I've been getting rid of unwanted clutter. Want to start with brand new items in my brand new apartment. Contemplating getting some occasional furniture. Which does make me wonder what such furniture is at other times.  Considering purchasing a conversation piece.  I once had a conversation piece.  It was a weird looking stool you sat on.  My guests found it odd to sit on a weird looking stool.

I would like to buy a grandfather clock.  Unfortunately, I've yet to see one that looked anything like a grandfather.

My new apartment will be needing carpets.  I phoned up, "Carpets Get Laid."  "Carpets Get Laid, how may I help you?" asked the lady on the other end of the phone.  "Can I get a shag there, please?", I inquired. "Certainly not!  This is a carpet store, you pervert!", came her shocked reply. *Click* followed by *Ring tone....*   Then I remembered that I'm in England and yes "shag", as you probably now know, has nothing to do with a type of carpet.
Boxes packed, symbolic of the impending move. 

Sunday, 20 April 2014

A Weekend Interlude. Into The Mystic.

Once again, please take some time out, breathe gently, relax and smile.  If you're doing the A to Z Challenge, you may be trying to catch up on your comments.  Thus, while you do that, my comments are once again switched off.   If you're just passing by this blog, I hope you'll stay for a bit of tranquillity.  Take this moment of gentle reflection while you visit here and..... "Just like way back in the days of old.  And together we will float, into the mystic....."