Random Notes from the Past
Mood: Still messing around doing not very much - terrible!
Listening to: Ghost song in my head: 'We Are Homeless' by Ladysmith Black Mambazo and Paul Simon
Some more random notes from the past, found amongst my papers.
The following snippet concerned an interview for a book-binding job I attended. The job was based round some really vicious machinery. All my previous editing work has been based around computer databases and filing cabinets:
Me: They asked if there was anything about the editing work that bore any relation to the job I was applying for - I couldn't really see any similarity so said no!
Mum: Books!
Me: Did she manage to put it down?
Mum: She's still shaking upstairs.
Me: This is the carnivorous café
My sister (a vegetarian): Café Carnivore - only well behaved vegetarians permitted.
Me (having one of my mini rants): That Oxfam book shop is the worst yet. £2.49 for old/new sci-fi paperbacks. £1.49 for thin kid's paperback. £1.99 for filthy tattered pb of no particular interest. They said "we have more in stock" - I'm not surprised! Oh, and £6.99 for a small Concise Oxford Dictionary.
Me: If Sharky doesn't play with the Xmas tree it will be a source of amazement to other cat people.
Mum: Yes. (Probably thinking of her cat Cheeky, who can never stay on the ground).
(I don't think he ever played with it - but he loved to gaze).
Me (of my sister's cats, one a proud mum and the other a proud aunt): Suki was egging Muppet on - seems they BOTH wanted the kittens to go downstairs with them, and they tried to get me to help.
My sister: They were all halfway down last night.
(I still remember that - those cats made me feel like Third Wife, to be bossed around. "Come ON - and bring that one with you!")
