Will Work For Food - Plus Other News

I finished off my papers in record time yesterday. Halfway through I had a break in Tesco car park and ate chips and baked beans with tons of vinegar for dinner, while reading the paper and listening to the radio, lovely! At the Eastern European supermarket on Norfolk Street I was given a bar of chocolate by the owner, who said nobody had delivered there before, and was happy that I deliver every week. So now I know how to say hello and goodbye in Ukrainian (“preeviet” and “paka”). I enjoy the delivery work, and I go out of my way to say hello and exchange a few words with the people on the round. It’s nicer that way.

Got home, enjoyed Deal Or No Deal (yes, I admit it, I love the programme, well done Shaz), washed up, then headed off to The Woolpack for a pint and a meeting with The Grumpy Old Men Club.

Some senior members are going to Tenerife over Christmas, fantastic. I hope I’m as adventurous when I reach their great age. Talk about Send All Grandads Away….Anyway, the point of this blog is that I left the pub feeling completely humble, lucky and chuffed.

You see, Old Bob and Bwana Stewart are off to the sun at Christmas…..and I will be taking them to the airport, and bringing them back. The money they offered seemed to me to be ridiculous, but apparently is well below the going rate….they pay less, I get paid a lot, everyone’s a winner. It wasn’t the only lucky moment.

On Sunday I’m helping Danny and Kim with their house move. They’re moving from the pub to London Road, as Debbie and Ian, and family, are coming back to The Woolpack. So it’s all hands to the pump this weekend - if you’re feeling a bit fed up and need a laugh then get yourself to The Woolpack at 9 on Sunday morning and watch some quality “Laurel & Hardy” style removals.

In mid-December Old Bob is having his old boiler replaced. But enough about his ex-wife, let's talk plumbing, BOOM BOOM! Yep, Bob is having a combi-boiler installed, and also he needs all his gas pipes changing from 15mm to 22mm. He's not happy leaving his flat keys with the plumber so he's asked me to house-sit while they do their business. I see my role as providing a stream of tea and coffee, which should ensure they do a good job!

SS Roy and me were chatting briefly about my employment status….I said I have 20 hours work a week, looking for another 20 to be fully employed (in a jokey way)! I thought that was the end of it. But, as I was about to leave for home after my three (three, pathetic!) pints, Roy said “Oi” and offered me work with him for a short term period. What a star.

You know what. I’ve been here for only two years, but I have made some bloody brilliant mates. Last night they offered me some work. How good is that. Meantime I’ve gone for another 3 jobs from the Lynn News and another from the NHS website, surely someone will take me on soon? In the meantime “WILL WORK FOR FOOD” is my message….

In other news….

The parcel from FIAT for the cardboard Ferrari project finally arrived, after Julietta at Fiat sent it to Sam’s mummy’s house. The couriers just weren’t bothering trying to deliver here, so they apparently got a massive rocket up their ass from the Fiat Public Relations office. Anyhow, the parcel was fantastic, Julietta really scored high on Sam’s popularity scale (mind you, I think he “pulled” her the other day when he said hello to her on the phone). Included were colouring books, crayons, balloons, five toy Fiat cars, big pens, Fiat bags, and thankfully the Fiat stickers we asked for! Sam was naturally excited, and we had a really nice, but brief, chat on the phone. You see, what’s more interesting when you’re four years old, Daddy (I speak to HIM every day) or an exciting parcel of goodies from Julietta at Fiat. No contest!

The Welsh Rarebit Challenge hits the airwaves next week! One night only, Eddie2sox will be talking cobblers about cheese on toast on the Sue Marchant BBC Radio Norfolk show. Funny where this blogging lark has taken me now and again….

I've also decided to start doing Samaritans work again. I had a break while Dad was really poorly at the end, but I'm now ready to get cracking again and do my bit.

And right now the sky is bright pink, so it’s gonna be cold today….and there’s a heavy frost (see pic). Better get my ass in gear and go clean some pub!

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