"Going to the game tomorrow?"
I stopped in my tracks. Another blog reader extraordinary assailed me. We chatted about Norwich City and how dreadful the football is at the moment and then I wandered down to the library, had coffee at the local cafe with a neighbour and then my usual pub lunch. It's a tough life but somebody has to live it.
Was just leaving the pub when I got pounced on.
" You do look like Willie Nelson. You really do."
If you don't know what I'm prattling on about you will have to read the last couple of days or so. I just wish I had Willie Nelson's money or, as somebody said, his talent. Mind you I bet he doesn't write a daily blog - or does he?
Woke up this morning - cue for a song - to see a blood orange sky. Red sky in the morning shepherds' warning, red sky at night shepherds ' delight I remembered. We are expecting heavy winds but temperatures that by Tuesday will be up around the bend (sorry I lapsed into a Credence Clearwater Revival song there. I meant to say up around 15 degrees).
Now my American bloggettes will have no idea what that means as they still deal in Fahrenheit. So for them 15 centigrade is roughly 59 degrees. Not sure whether they use centigrade or Fahrenheit in Australia and New Zealand. I could Google the answer but would prefer it if a Bloggette told me, this proving that the art of conversation hasn't been entirely destroyed by the internet and also that people are reading my piffle.
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We didn't disgrace ourselves at the golf club quiz on Friday evening. We were in the top three for most of the time but had a disappointing last round and ended fourth or fifth. The quizzes seem to be gathering popularity again after something of a lull. I think at one time they were down to something like 12:teams. But the next one already has 18 signed up. Next Saturday is the Little Melton cheese and quiz evening. We have won this three years on the bounce but have key members missing next week and so might struggle.
We have been taking part in quizzes for many years but sadly some of our original members have died and others aren't well enough to take part - oh the fragility of life.
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Yesterday I mentioned playing the piano before John Nightingale's funeral and my dear friend and Bloggette Biddy asked if I had ever played music with friends.
I don't play in public. I just go to pieces if anyone is listening to me. I have no idea why. I can stand up and talk to an audience without giving it a second thought but the idea of playing music to anyone sends me into a tail spin.
Having said that I like nothing more than making up pieces by just pootling around on the piano or keyboard. I would love to get together with others to try to turn my pootlings into real music or songs. Any offers guys?
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A couple of comments with regard to a visit to Waterstones in Norwich on Saturday.
Walk into many Waterstone's branches in the country and you will find local books close to the entrance in some kind of pride of place.
It took me a long while to find the local books in Norwich. Previously they had been on the ground floor close to the entrance. Then they were moved and tucked into a corner in the upstairs floor. Now they have been moved again, this time just inside the cafe, round a corner and close to the toilets! They deserve better. I wouldn't like to think of our coming book being close to a loo.
Observation two - if you are making a purchase ignore the lengthy queues on the ground floor and take your purchase upstairs where there are usually no queues.
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This afternoon we are off to the village pantomime ( oh no you're not- oh yes we are). Will report back tomorrow.
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As usual I've been listening into conversations whilst pretending to be on my mobile. Just a few of the snippets I caught yesterday.
"You have a credit card. Holy shit don't you have a debit" - two young men in Norwich Central Library.
"Yeah well you were wearing that skin tight top so what did you expect." - what appeared to be a middle aged man to a young woman in a cafe.
"Squash is so much fun," - a young man toa young woman who may have been just friends. They took the place of the couple mentioned above.
"I'm so excited because nobody knows I'm doing it." - overheard in Norwich Library.
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There were a few demonstrations in Norwich yesterday. Sometimes it's difficult to work out what people are demonstrating about with their badly designed placards written on cardboard with felt tip pens and why are people demonstrating about serious subjects always smiling, joking and to all intent and purposes having a good time. Shouldn't they look grim and determined.
"No more roads" said one cardboard placard whilst another was complaining about a company called Acorn and a Norwich City Councillor named Beth Jones. All about the proposed eviction of a housing tenant. I found details of this on the local newspaper website. The problem was the Acorn protest and the no ne roads protest seemed to get mixed up.
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It was a slow old journey home after the football. We got the bus into the city and cousin Clive kindly gave us a lift home but it took some time as we faced a traffic jam on the B1172 and had to turn round. Later found a tree had come down and hit four vehicles. I hope nobody was injured.
Incidentally Norwich beat West Bromwich Albion 2-0 with a much improved performance.
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As you know I collect ridiculous quiz answers from television. The latest example comes from Celebrity Weakest Link and came from Jowita Przystil who is apparently a dancer on Strictly Come Dancing. The question was along the lines of What winged insect lives in a bike?
The answer was wasps.
Her answer was Lions.
I had an infestation of wasps in the loft some years ago. I wasn't happy at the time but now I'm glad it wasn't an infestation of Lions.