This morning’s post is, in part, a test post. Something appears to have gone wrong with Lefty and the pain is quite unpleasant. I thought it a good idea to get some typing in today to see how it affects things. It has been a glorious weekend here on the coast and that brings with it a tourist invasion. I have said before that tourism is good, tourism is what maintains our local economy. But tourists are a unique bunch and even in the UK they can make you feel quite second class. I was going through some paperwork with Andrew yesterday when the first groups started queueing outside of his pub. Already we see a difference, in Walton we don’t queue for pubs opening. I guess this is the English equivalent of the German towel on the sun bed, first served gets first choice of outside table.
When I visited the pub later it was karaoke time, not a favourite of mine but still. Standing there watching the groups of tourists I could almost hear a safari guide talking to them. These guys really enjoy themselves and get very involved but it’s almost as if they think ‘local’ is a show put on for them. They love to dance with some of the local characters, to sing and to listen to some of the more awful, but regular, singers. I know that later they will laughing that karaoke is still entertainment around here, that beer is so cheap and isn’t Dave funny?. The thing that they don’t realise is that the reason all this community character is so much fun is simply because they have lost it at home. But in case any tourists read this I can confirm that we are like this all year round, it’s not made up for you.
I have good news to report on the healing front, obviously not from Lefty. The wound on my right arm has ben uncovered for a whole day. I managed to stop the bleeding and now it gets a chance to dry out, judging by the state of my duvet this morning this may take a while. I would like, once again, to advise Ms Nature that she will not win, if nothing else I am stubborn. I will continue to exercise Lefty since I am of the opinion that this is a transition stage rather than a setback. Ms Nature has many things on her plate whereas I only have to concentrate on one body. In further support of my inevitable victory I am now the proud owner of a full set of fingernails. It might not sound much but I have bitten my nails for nearly 40 years so it is quite an achievement.
I am now learning the complications of having nails, they get in the way when typing on the BlackBerry for example. Luckily I have Helen on hand to explain how it is that we rid ourselves of ‘hang nails’ apparently chewing them off isn’t the only solution.
Honourable mention to Andy who called me with a bike issue on Friday. I explained what he needed to do and heard no more, until this morning. Apparently the availability of beer in pubs rather slowed his activity level so the bike is now todays project. If stroking your beard and drinking beer got the job done then Andy would be over achieving on a regular basis.