My OperaHubris in Havercroft
Wednesday, June 2, 2010 11:17:24 AM
For those of you who wondered my Blog sub-title is more than a little tongue-in-cheek. My place of incarceration is an ex-mining village in the uncivilised North of England. The tourist board says it's "God's Own County" but I think of Yorkshire as a mistake he would rather forget.
Of course. my wonderful immediate neighbour was blasting out her music again. The wall was vibrating. I telephoned the council's noise help line. They gave me an incident number. That's about as effective as a chocolate fire guard.
Another example of how 'refeened' the locals are occurred last Saturday. I was in the local shop waiting to be served when two 'visions of loveliness' arrived. Both were dressed up to the nines - clearly ready for a night out on the town. One in particular wore a ribbed blue dress, 4" heels, make-up applied with a 6" paint brush and false eyelashes that you could sweep the floor with. The only thing missing was the word tart stamped on her forehead.
Still it's not pouring down outside today (unlike yesterday) so maybe I can get out into the garden. Off calling this evening so prep needs to be done. Cat's nagging for food. Figures to paint for Monday. Oh Well! Maybe I will just have to let the grass grow!
Of course. my wonderful immediate neighbour was blasting out her music again. The wall was vibrating. I telephoned the council's noise help line. They gave me an incident number. That's about as effective as a chocolate fire guard.
Another example of how 'refeened' the locals are occurred last Saturday. I was in the local shop waiting to be served when two 'visions of loveliness' arrived. Both were dressed up to the nines - clearly ready for a night out on the town. One in particular wore a ribbed blue dress, 4" heels, make-up applied with a 6" paint brush and false eyelashes that you could sweep the floor with. The only thing missing was the word tart stamped on her forehead.
Still it's not pouring down outside today (unlike yesterday) so maybe I can get out into the garden. Off calling this evening so prep needs to be done. Cat's nagging for food. Figures to paint for Monday. Oh Well! Maybe I will just have to let the grass grow!
