What a week! After the facebook debacle, my computer crashed for the last and final time, kapoot. Dead. I knew it was coming, my Dad thinks he can wipe it and reinstall the hard drive, luckily most of my photos and music are backed up on a separate portable hard drive. I’m running on my sisters old pc, newly fixed up just before she bought herself a laptop! So I’m running at full speed again, had forgotten what it was like to use the internet and it not crash simply from asking it to move the page down…
One of my childcare jobs is coming to an end, the mum isnt finding it financially viable and now she had finished working the time she had too to cover her maternity leave, she’s finishing which of course means so am I. Will miss the boys and the good money it brought me!
We are going up to the horse farm in Wales again next weekend. When I was emailing Carla to finalise arrangements she told me that Shandy – Lollys favourite horse had had to be put down. I had to tell Lolly, it was awful, her face, the tears, the “no” was heartbreaking. She has been riding the same horse every year for 5 or so years, she thought he would last forever.
My back is playing up again, not looking forward to the long drive next Friday. The painkillers don’t work as well, I feel odd and drowsy for an hour and then the pain is back. The stress of knowing the pain is coming only add to the muscle tension, vicious circle.
The area I live in is becoming more and more dangerous at night. Taking Lolly and her friend from across the road to dance class which is about half a mile from here along a main road is scary. I make Dumpling hold my hand even though he wants to run around. Good job I did as last night a man with a short pool cue was chasing another on a bike and I had to pull Dumpling and the dog into a doorway as they shot past us screaming obscenities. In the day it’s a nice area of shops and mothers taking their children to preschool, women shopping and chatting, pensioners shuffling along for their paper, dog walkers on their way to the park, but at night it’s a no mans land. Gangs of older teenagers, smoking pot and drinking and fighting with each other. In the summer its ok, large numbers of students from abroad come over to study, they are great, pleasant, tidy eager to speak and practise their english, I give directions all summer long! The evening are light and people mill around and sit outside pubs and cafes, it’s a nice place to be, but in the cold winter months, not so great.
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