A weekend at home brings with it more reasons why some people are considered ‘special’ by more than just their parents. It seems hardly a weekend can go by without Pat injecting some of his own brand of logic and this weekend was no exception. When it was politely pointed out to Pat that he had made rather a hash of shaving, unless his intention was to maximise skin and blood loss, he immediately retorted that he hadn’t seen it. I had to challenge him on how you can achieve a shave without seeing your own face and that’s when I hit Pat logic, there is no light in his bathroom so he shaves ‘by feel’. When I suggested that this was not a good method he ran his hand over the scarred landscape of his chin and said ‘it feels ok’ I tried my best to establish that this was precisely the problem to be met by Pat’s standard response of ‘your hard work’.
Apparently some form of football game was played yesterday giving yet another opportunity to observe the bizarre scene of men watching a game. Only with football do you see overweight, unfit men that haven’t practiced any sport in decades get so emotional and try and direct the multi million pound fairies on the television, they can’t hear you and if they did do you think they would take your advice? These over excited spectators get so emotional that they are out of breath by half time yet they insist on explaining that this or that player should have done something different like they would have, seriously you get out of breath shouting, there is no way you could even run a lap of the pitch let alone play a game. Full credit to George for managing to do a good job of watching the game whilst sitting with his back to the TV and talking to his wife, how he didn’t fall off the chair constantly swivelling his head from side to side remains a mystery. I think that George will be having an interesting week though as he discovers exactly what the Mrs was asking him when he was idly responding with “yes dear” this Pat is far too astute to let such an opportunity slip by.
Nice to see the tourist offering starting to crank up as ever from the first weekend of March, we now have the rock, sunglasses and bucket and spade shop open just in case anyone wants to make sandcastles. It’s not as daft as you may think to be offering seasonal goods in March, the beach was busy yesterday with groups of tourists rediscovering the sea. It’s interesting to watch the tourist dance, they discover the beach now when they are ‘opening’ the caravan following the winters absence then they hide in the pub until the end of season when they visit the beach once more because they ‘miss it during the winter’
This is always an interesting time of year as you discover which concessions have changed hands or been altered during the winter hibernation to emerge renewed when the shutters are dropped. One change that is clearly weighing on my friend Helen’s mind is the moving of some benches, not a significant event for most of us but its enough to make her dream that they have been stacked on the balcony, a point that she had to check at 2 am just to be sure.