A strange time . . .


Last week was a bit strange. The public holiday on Monday for Easter didn’t help. I wasn’t working because the cafe does not open on public holidays. Although it was open on Good Friday, which I thought was odd. When the cafe is closed we have to take the time as either unpaid or Annual Leave. With three public holidays coming up in May, I thought taking the day unpaid would be better.

Tuesday was back to ‘normal’. Well, I say normal, for me it wasn’t a day people would normally expect. Two weeks previous there had been an ‘incident’ so to speak, that involved a friend and former colleague. I had been told something, and it came out in conversation with the chef. It was just an ‘off the cuff’ remark when we were talking about standards.

However, the chef related the incident back to the boss who then quizzed my friend. It apparently was most embarrassing and unrequired. This type of thing has happened before and I was not happy about it. The chef can be very irritating at times. When he is busy he can get angry and quite aggressive. There are times when he will be ‘chatty’ but then will suddenly go moody and not speak for hours.

I took the decision before I went in to be on the quiet side. I would speak when spoken to, but I would not start a conversation and any reply would be brief and to the point. It made for a strange day. We shall see what this week brings as I am minded to be in the same frame of mind.

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I managed the get my car washer pump fixed eventually. It has not worked since August last year. I tried to get it repaired when the car was serviced, but the garage was not able to get the part. He explained that his ‘supplier’ did not stock the part, but that if I got one online he would fit it. That was in September and I simply never got around to buying the said pump. Then Mrs H had a problem with one of the tyres on her Mini. She got it repaired and it seemed quite reasonable for the type of tyre.

I then checked if that garage was just a tyre fitter or if they did other repairs too. It seems they are classed as an ‘Auto-centre’ and are able to do most repairs. This place was only six miles from home, whereas the garage that did the service was over fifteen miles away. So that was settled and £125.00 later, I now have working washers again.

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Two events next week !! Birthday on Thursday and dentist on Friday. What a combination! I’m not saying what birthday it is but suffice it to say that I will be nearer to 70 than 60. And I’m beginning to feel it.

I was intending to quit the job at the end of April. It is quite physical working twelve hours over two days, but when I get my wage packet on Tuesday afternoon, it doesn’t seem as hard going. That is until ten-thirty the following Monday when the doubts start again. I do think that I will quit in April 2025 though, but then again … who knows?

Day three …


This is beginning to sound a bit like a Big Brother episode! The two fitters came back to finish off the last window board. They were only here about 10 minutes, but Mrs H cheekily managed to get rid of three of the old window blinds. They ‘kindly’ left me a huge length of the window board that was the wrong size, so that’s now something else filling the garage.

Plasterers turned up about half past nine and they seem to be cracking on at a good pace, although I can’t really see what they are doing.


It’s 14:30 and all the plasterboards have been fitted to the roof and walls, and they’ve had two skims plaster, so it looks like they have nearly finished.

Day two …


They are back again and right on time at 08:30. It’s very wet, so they opted to take the old patio door out. Problem: while cutting the frame, one of them cut through three wires. What is a strange thing is that all three wires are red! The electrician is coming to sort it out.

Tried contacting the alarm company, as we have/had a ‘tremble’ sensor on the door. The alarm company not interested as they did not install the original system. They wanted to charge a huge amount just to come out and look. It was going to be around £200.00 before they did anything so we are thinking just hide the sensor under the plasterwork. The main room sensor picks up movement where the old door was I don’t think we need it.

Mrs H has gone off to get her nails fixed and to get a few things done in Wetherby. That’s going to take a couple of hours at least. I overheard the fitters talking and they seem to think that they will have done all their work by around 15:30. Given how much work they have done this morning, I think that could be right.

Tomorrow, the plasterer is due. I’ll be glad when he’s done his work, as it means we will be able to get into the garage again. It’s always been a bit of a tight squeeze in there anyway, what with all the ‘stuff’ we already have, but now we have all the plaster-board in there ready to be used tomorrow. There is so little space, that I cannot even get to the cup-board where my beer is kept !!!

Tune in again for the next (yawn) instalment …