Excuse me, but I think you misheard me.
I said, "Particularly nasty weather."
There will be no golf or tennis for Peter today. At least Robert will still be able to clean the shit off toilets. I guess Shelley and I will wait and see what happens to the weather around lunchtime. I've just been out delivering our elderly neighbour's paper. I also put the lids back on a couple of neighbours' rubbish bins and pushed another couple up tight against a fence. It's rubbish day in the Nui today. The wind has been very strong and the rain is pissing down.
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If we do make it to Greytown, I've been asked to play some violin. I know the people at dinner are not really keen on jazz. As Peter remembers, one guy is a big Neil Diamond fan and he'll no doubt want to play tunes from Hot August Night. He's not a musician but will want to run his phone through my little amp. I've dug up my charts for 24 Irish tunes. The guy running the dinner is Irish, so that will win him over.
I spent a lot of time playing through those Irish tunes yesterday and will do the same this morning.
Well, that's enough from me for this morning.
Fai il solletico al mio sedere con una piuma.
Ciao tutti.
* A very old joke. Peter may remember it.
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Shelley not well, so we're staying home. I shut the lids on our neighbours' bins and ours. It was pissing down but the rubbish guys obviously don't give a shit about bins full of water.
Sorry to hear that but given the weather conditions it’s not a bad idea.
Even though Robert’s living in the ‘60s, the cafe kiosk at the top of the hill is gone so those great toasted sandwiches they sold are things of the past.
Stay warm, stay dry and try not to upset too many neighbours and council workers.
Thanks for the advice. Could you walk down to pick up Lynn this evening? It would save you losing your carpark. You could take two umbrellas. Just a thought.
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