He Has Other Work Booked In.
Hello folks,
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Well, here it is again…Saturday.
Hopefully you are having a good one and not having to spend it all doing horrible things like catching up on the housework or doing necessary repairey-type things.
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Unless, of course, you are the sort of person who enjoys doing that.
In which case, I only have two words to say to you…you are weird!
Sorry, three.
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Today we have the decorator back with us again, to paint the outside windows.
Well, window frames actually, ‘cos if he painted the windows we would not be able to see out of them!
He is only supposed to be with us from Monday to Friday , but the weather has been so bad that he is getting worried that the work will not be finished in time, and he has other work booked in straight after ours.
I do not mind having to be here today too, because all I want is to get the job finished to schedule.
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It is like being on stage all the time when you have someone looking into your windows all day.
Big H finds it very trying but I cope with it wonderfully well.
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I do not see why all these Big Stars complain about intrusion, lack of privacy and annoying fans.
It is just a necessary part of their extremely lucrative job, and they should be bloody grateful and stop moaning on about it all the time, especially when you think of what an ordinary working man has to put up with, every single working day, and for very little remuneration in comparison.
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Amazing how a person who once dreamt of fame, and who would possibly have done absolutely anything to get attention, suddenly cannot perform without being provided with white flowers, or freshly baked apple pies from Outer Mongolia, or kittens, or twelve bloody virgins freshly flown in from bloody Honolulu, or some other equally bloody expensive, rare and unnecessary items.
The only demand that I can relate to, is for many bottles of Cristal on tap…I mean, that’s a total necessity!
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When you read about the Superstars, demanding that no one must look them in the eyes, or walk across their path, or sodding breathe near them when they finally arrive to do their bit of acting , it makes me laugh.
These same rarefied, delicate creatures, surely cannot be the same people who are sometimes reputed to have offered to do and be, anything that anyone with some industry clout, wanted of them.
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And the tantrums!
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On second thoughts, I? can understand tantrums, because I? have them myself, and that is likely to happen just because I cannot get possession.of the television controller.
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Would you like to be a star?
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If you were, what would you like to have most?
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I would like to have a beach of my own, with my own little house right on it.
Then, every morning, I could go down and see what the sea had washed up for me.
I would like it to bring me some of those coloured glass round things from a boat, a huge square wooden box with a fitted lid and brass locks and a big old statue that was taller than me.
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I would not like to find a stranded whale, or something like that, but I think that I would like some sort of rescue plan worked out just in case that did occur.
I mean, how awful if it did happen, and the poor creature died, because I could only rush around crying “Oh dear. Oh dear. The sky has fallen in”, just like Chicken Licken, instead of doing something useful, quickly.
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Luckily it is something that is far less likely to happen here, because we have to drive for ages in order to to get to the sea.
Unless, of course, you get one of those miraculous happenings where thousands of frogs or fish just pour down out of a blue sky.
But I expect that everyone would be running around like Chicken Licken then, and not just me.
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If that happened, would you eat the fish or not?
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I don’t think I would, because sometimes I don’t even like the look of the fish that I buy fresh from the fishmonger.
And I know him!
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Now I had better leave you to your own devices and go and make my painter and decorator a big cup of tea, with milk and no sugar please, or he will think I am neglecting him.
I have also bought him some expensive Dark Chocolate Macaroons, just to keep him happy.
Big H was not allowed to have one, he just lives here.
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LOL
JX
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