Welcome to Janvier!

My optician tells me I have 20 20 vision when I squint. With glasses, BETTER than 20 20! He was a trendy young Indian guy with Chelsea boots and hair like a pelt. I'm not that old, but I have more fun telling people what I think, so I told him he was smart.

Last weekend I painted my bedroom, then the hall, stairs and landing in 8 hours. I was aching the next day. I have to do the 2nd coat sometime. I don't think I've recovered yet.

They're going on about the BBC not showing some appeal for money for that Israel war victim thing. Well get this, I'm sick of being asked for my fucking money wherever I bloody go, whatever I watch or listen to, whatever I read - in this country. We have our own problems - crime, old people freezing to death in their own homes because they can't afford to heat them.
Think about those people before you send money to some waring douchebags who you've never met. Would they EVER do a collection for us? It's all pay out. They can get screwed.

Things have quietened down this month after a frantic final quarter of 2008, so I have time to do jobs now.

Hope you are well too!