Monday, April 18, 2011

It's the Flintstones - having a gay old time.

If you have committed a crime in the Kingston area you may well find yourself up before twelve good men including the Student son. He is on jury duty. He has little chance of actually getting a case what with Good Friday, Easter Monday and Royal Wedding all taking place during his allotted time. Jammy git. He is going smart - obviously doesn't understand that he's not actually "appearing in court". Oh well, I hope he only gets community service rather than a custodial sentence.

I have an exciting day today. No, I really do. OK, it may not involve space travel or meeting George Cluny for tea but I am hoping to paint the shed balcony, lay some more paving (which is coming on nicely by the way as we have ventured into pebbly tiles and they are brill) and erect shed son of Shed.

The Apprentice wants us to make a pebble mosaic. Plenty tricky but not impossible - just laborious. The first thing is pebble collection. I have brought loads back from the sea but definitely not enough. We need to sort them by size and colour into plastic boxes which seems a bit dull but I suppose will make things easier (for the Apprentice). We have to go to the River at low tide and gather more, different, pebbles. Yabbadabba doo.

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