Saturday, February 12, 2011


In the last post I said the lions don't bite. I meant to say they don't fight. Perhaps that's why no one guessed it was from the death of a clown, by the Kinks.

Here I am again, this time watching the Sunderland v Spurs game. I just never learn. It's a very good game. Sunderland are superb. We lost! Time to move on.

It has been a tiring week. It started with Bev elbowing me in the ribs at 3:00am and shouting 'Hello!". She heard someone downstairs and wanted me to investigate. I've no idea why she shouted a welcome to our intruders, but I sprang out of bed like a gazelle in order to surprise them. First I had to figure out where I was, then put my glasses on, then my slippers, then my dressing-gown, then find something to whack them with if necessary etc! Did I say gazelle?

The intruder turned out to be MIL not being able to sleep and making an uncharacteristic foray into our part of the house to get something from her trolley. Lucky for her she was back in bed by the time  I got downstairs. Then again, perhaps I was the lucky one.

Spent the rest of the night with an overactive brain and eyes wide open. I've tried in vain to recoup some of those lost hours.

Lat week I finished this book...
I agree with The Daily Mail...'Touching, disgraceful, funny. Highly recommended"

I received my copy of THE book yesterday (with my contribution starting on p41)...
So far it has been touching, disgraceful, funny. Highly recommended.

The film of The Help comes out in the USA in August and I'm really looking forward to it, although I think they chose the wrong book to make a film :)

Time for a quick look around bloggyland while Bev is babysitting over in Mansfield.


  1. I can identify with an overactive mind some nights. Looks like several fine literary recommendations.

  2. Always a fine narration Ken esp with delicate issues related to MIL and " the rest of the night with an overactive brain and eyes wide open". Am with you when you add "I was the lucky one"!

  3. I have learned never to get up in the middle of the night -- gives my wife an excuse to come after me with a nine-iron. About to spring for a copy of "Toys Remembered" on Amazon. Guess I'll have to buy the whole book -- unless they selling page 41-on separately.

  4. I bought The Help a while ago and haven't opened it yet. Thanks for reminding me.

    It's a good job you hadn't got a real intruder. He would definitely have got the family silver by the time you got downstairs !!

  5. So you don't sleep with a baseball bat next to your bed then!..I had a rubbish nights sleep last night yawn or in French bailler, not sure about the circumflex!

  6. Hi Paul
    I'm surprised you sleep at all with all your interesting posts. They really make you think.

    Hi Robert
    What a pleasant surprise to have you visit. You are a golfer?

    Hi Jean
    You'll enjoy the book. If we had a real intruder, he wouldn't find any real silver:)

    Hi Blu
    I DID have a baseball bat at the ready...our last intruder must have taken it! I hope you've recovered a bit of sleep.

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