I have been so upset.
My team in the Grand Final.
We lost.
I was so tense
so agitated
so distracted
so focused
because the match was on.
AND Big John was due.
He was due to arrive
all the way from Geordieville.
11 hours drive for him.
He was coming down
for a Curry in Brick Lane.
For a Greenbelt meeting.
For a Beki farewell party.
Importantly - also
to help me
kick the darkness
until it bled daylight
into my website
which has not changed
for four years.
And here I was obsessed.
Tense and
see above ......
He did arrive
he did see me before the TV
tense and
see above.
Five minutes before the end of the game,
we had already lost,
we had to leave to catch the train.
We made it.
But it was a ghost train.
Never to arrive!
So we got to the party at about 10.30 pm
enjoyed it
loved it
difficult to leave
we did and ..................
missed the stinking last train home!!
It is strange being in London late.
And it was closed down.
Lonely
drunk
abusive
hanging around
humans.
Just like BJ and me.
We ended up on two settees
in the Wroe lounge.
Such generosity.
So grateful.
So - we slept like babes
after texting home with apologies to Joan.
We lost half a day of web-building
travelling home on a Bob Dylan train
'A slow train coming'.
A delight was to be invited to Joys for Sunday lunch.
We loved it ...........
So I have not blogged propa.
Been diving deep into Webville.
Learning how to use the Mac iWeb
so I can update myself.
I am eternally grateful to Big John.
Great friend.
Solidly working hard *at
eating all our food
lavishly provided by the house Chef -
Joan does some beautiful grub.
(*and iWeb building)
Next week-end
the new website will be launched.
I will point you the way from these pages.
Thank you for clicking this way.
I really appreciate it.
Even though I don't know you are there,
unless you tell me.
bBlessed in it
I feel we are journeying together
the road
less
travelled.
You are beautiful ....................
extreme
