Birdsong and Free Goldfish

Good Things

• Builder says the extension will be finished next week.
  Thank God!
  (See Bad Things)
• Cleared a space in the builders rubble and lay in the sun on Saturday afternoon.
  Not the most congenial of surroundings, but if you closed your eyes and tuned into ‘Birdsong’ on DAB radio, you could have been lying anywhere.
• Drinking chilled Staropramen in the rubble

Bad Things

• Eating out of a microwave and a George Foreman grill for a month (probably more)
  This genuinely isn’t a Good Thing.
• Middle Age
  I don’t know at what age you should start becoming unsteady on your feet and start falling in the street (and I mean when sober), but I made an impressive start last Monday. Outside the pub – of all places. Went down like an elephant that’s just been shot – you know, the slow motion thing. Twenty or thirty years ago you’d have shrugged this off and been back on your feet in no time. Not any longer. And doesn’t it take longer to get back to normal? The aches are still there a week later.
• Free Goldfish
  I won’t go into the details of this, suffice to say it was a Buy One Get Two Free sort of deal. Anyway there was a ‘free’ one spare, so it is now sharing the big bowl with Bully. Now this fish was ‘free’ for a reason. It has to be the poorest looking specimen I have ever seen (although I heard the second of the ‘free’ fish has since expired). What’s the betting this little scrawny little minnow will last forever?