The really big news is…coming. But keeping it trivial for now as I think about the amount of tape I’ve spat out in recent dates. I read in the paper that humans swallow an average of eight spiders a year. How do they even work that out unless they have a cross-section of thousand people who agree to be filmed when they are asleep. Then, someone goes through a year’s footage and counts the spider intake? I don’t get it. Plus there must be more spiders in some people’s houses than others. So if this is an average, does it mean that some people swallow no spiders and others twenty-plus? And what about cockroaches and general beetles, ants, flies? I need to know the numbers on the other insects.
One day left of packing, Aram was in today to help, which means that we might actually make the deadline because he’s also coming in tomorrow for the day. Still, moving out has many levels of consideration. What about the stuff we want to take to the dump? We are going to have to hire a van for two hours (Aram said he could drive it as we’ll be gone) but it’s just another expense with no way to avoid it. If they didn’t make shelves out of cheap and nasty chipboard that fall apart when you take them down then we would just keep them. Not in this day and age. The days of heavy wooden Victorian furniture are over. Now even the cat is disposable.
We now live around the periphery of a giant stack of boxes, with Olivia sleeping on the couch which is too short and me in a corner on the futon which is too hard. All this work and inconvenience but it’s the vision and if it all works out we’ll look back on this and larf – or cry.
I’ve hardly been out since we’ve been in Penzance but I did run into local Gareth today, he’s a big music fan too and he’s always finding something to buy in the local charity stores (like I did). Having lived here for many months, even though it was always temporary, it was also regular in recent years and I’ll miss the Rowe’s ladies and Tim who has the stall Tuesdays, Thursdays and Saturdays. I can’t list everybody in all the shops but Dawn and Jo and all the charity store people and Josh at O2 who is always helpful, Steve in the Asian store, On in the Thai. Josh told me today that I’m probably going to lose my contract by living overseas. I’ve had my number for 25 years. I still remember my home number as a teenager. Those numbers stick with you and give you instant nostalgia pangs when they drift back into your head.
Anyway, I’ve got to get to sleep, Aram coming early, Olivia leaving early, everyone working all day and night. Agggh.
Music today has been:
Holger Czukay – Movies – 1979
Holger Czukay – On The Way To The Peak Of Normal – 1981
Holger Czukay – Radio Wave Surfer – 1991
Holger Czukay – Rome Remains Rome and excerpts from Der Osten Ist Rot – 1987/1984
Holger Czukay – Moving Pictures – 1993
CAN – Tago Mago – 1971
CAN – Saw Delight – 1977
Burnt Friedman and Jaki Liebezeit – Secret Rhythms 1
Guru Guru – Känguru – 1972
Krokodil – s/t – ?
Krokodil – Getting Up For The Morning – 1972
Irmin Schmidt – Musk At Dusk – 1987
Irmin Schmidt – Impossible Holidays – 1991
The Cardigans – Long Gone Before Daylight – 1993
Fever Ray – s/t – 2009
The Beatles – Sgt Pepper – 1967
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